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  <title>Emma's thoughts edited by Emma's conscience</title>
  <subtitle>stop reading my diary.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Emma</name>
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  <updated>2003-08-13T21:23:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:220843</id>
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    <title>friends only.</title>
    <published>2003-08-01T22:36:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-13T21:23:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>BEAR VS SHARK</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.scifi.com/sfw/issue273/jones2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to this livejournal NOT being friends only? do you want more of my love? well, my dears, then you're going to have to tell me. &lt;br /&gt;if you want to be my friend, your wish is my command. comment, baby.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't have livejournal and you want to stalk me, tough shit, comment and ask me for a code, ass clown.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:220209</id>
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    <title>my body's broken, yours is bent.</title>
    <published>2003-08-01T15:01:55Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-01T15:01:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sonic youth- teenage riot.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">10 more things.&lt;br /&gt;1. my first day to sleep in, and i have to wake up early for the cleaning people.&lt;br /&gt;2. dreams that i run into charles and he picks me up and spins me around. what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;3. mcdonalds with connor, tj, wes. every question i ask gets answered with "kennedy". every question they ask gets answered by themselves with "kennedy". every sentence has the word "kennedy" in it. they are so STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;4. i cannot process what is going on in the white house/america right now. i cannot. it is impossibly disturbing. how can people be so god. damn. stupid. and. prejudice. and. IGNORANT. "marriage between a man and a woman is sacred" MY ASS who made it sacred? GOD? i bet GOD doesn't GIVE A FUCK who any of us marry! stupid close minded CLAN MEMBERS. ugh. death to them. death to the catholic church's homophobia as well. i should make out with a nun. and the stupid ass republican party makes me want to make out with one of the bush sisters. bush wouldn't like that one bit, now would he. prism is going to kick ASS this year cos there's going to be so much shit to talk about. not in a good way. &lt;br /&gt;5. i got jake a livejournal as a kind of "i'm a bastard going to canadIa for a long, long time" going away present of sorts. &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_thoryadumass' lj:user='thoryadumass' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://thoryadumass.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://thoryadumass.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;thoryadumass&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. venician night tomorrow night!!&lt;br /&gt;7. wet hot american summerrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;8. jon and i having to sneak out of abby's house yesterday. rebels 4 lyfe x core xcore x core. word. &lt;br /&gt;9. I rock the Haro sport, I rock the cow girl blues, I rock too fast for love: I’m footloose in my Velcro shoes. What’s up with Will &amp; Grace? I don’t get drum and bass. The future freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;10. boo! i'm going on a hunger strike until i see the following people: &lt;br /&gt;a) atom. seriously. cmon now.&lt;br /&gt;b) adam&lt;br /&gt;c) hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;d) tim and charles. i miss them when i go a week.&lt;br /&gt;e) kennatron&lt;br /&gt;f) foucre. i haven't seen him in forever. sunday i will. that oughta be interesting&lt;br /&gt;g) TIM. ANDERSON. i miss you! TIMMMMM. timmmmmmm!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:219470</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-30T21:58:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-31T03:18:16Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-31T17:13:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the good life- o'rourke's 1:20 AM</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;big&gt;&lt;bold&gt;10 things.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. annette's trampoline is life.&lt;br /&gt;2. jake taught me how to make a move on a guy. although it was slightly surprising and caught me off guard, it was helpful and encouraging. thanks, jake. haha. shit, bitches. &lt;br /&gt;3. "would you still love me if i was gay?" and then "i want millions of gay friends. i'm going to shack up with a guy." yes, 2 different friends. on two consecutive days. i love you all. &lt;br /&gt;4. monkey suit episode of BLS.&lt;br /&gt;5. jen is out of town. meaning tj is going to actually have a social life outside of jen. which means he's at matt's. somehow this makes me slightly uneasy, for no real reason at all. maybe its his well-rehearsed "don't ever touch my sister! ever! even with your eyes!" speech that worries me. good old tj.&lt;br /&gt;6. sea biscuit rules. go see the horse movie. &lt;br /&gt;7. downer's grove show cancelled. ya. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;8. venitian night. &lt;br /&gt;9. SPEECH FINAL TOMORROW. it'll take us 20 minutes, then jessica, tan, sam, dennis, roger, jason and i are hitting up grandma sally's, last day of summer school style. word up speech gang.&lt;br /&gt;10. saw the crazy beat levi's add. seriously almost pissed my pants laughing. and almost sang along. CRAZY BEAT, crazy crazy ya ya. it's so great/awful. grawful.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:215348</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-17T18:55:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-18T00:02:49Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-18T00:02:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">.... sometimes i think that i'm a complete idiot for going for him...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:213978</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-13T16:37:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-13T21:45:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-13T21:45:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>wire- pink flag</lj:music>
    <content type="html">why i love tim more than you:&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: are you going to charles' house tonight?&lt;br /&gt;SuperUltraCant: wassup!?&lt;br /&gt;SuperUltraCant: yeah prolly&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: rock n roll.&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: although i probably won't go, that's still rock n roll.&lt;br /&gt;SuperUltraCant: well if you're not going then neither am i&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: whatever! go and pretend you're me.&lt;br /&gt;SuperUltraCant: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they dont move the drumset out of the basement i am going to kill someone.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:213655</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-12T23:02:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-13T04:06:27Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-13T04:06:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.motioncitysoundtrack.com/images/new_photos/jesse02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. i had to.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:212481</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-10T17:26:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-10T22:31:19Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-10T22:31:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oy so so so tired. must.. stay... awake.. and dance! hurricane got livejournal, hoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;whore-icane&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:211730</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-08T23:26:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-09T04:47:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-09T04:50:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>blur- this is a low</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok, i swear, atom and i are never going to make it to the dollar store. my dreams are crushed! we were halfway there and it started raining like a mo.fo. so we turned around. woo no licenses. anyway, we went back to my house, then i went over to hurc's to make dinner. we made cookies and then mimi took jessi, hurc, bella and i to get stuff for lasagna. i was there from 3 till 10. then jon, atom, kate and abby showed up and we all cooked like mad. we didn't eat until like 9:30. we took a really long time to make it. we even had to call in his italian grandma. watched some "brotherhood of the wolf". that movie makes my head hurt with it's exaggerated reds. seriously, what a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, so matt is officially the porn avenger.:&lt;br /&gt;matt: i am a little anal about some stuff&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: you're anal about your porn, eh?&lt;br /&gt;matt: i hate you&lt;br /&gt;matt: that is not even puny.&lt;br /&gt;haha. puns!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:211564</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-08T11:44:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-08T16:49:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-08T16:52:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/337%3A8%3B2323232%7Ffp8%3Enu%3D3238%3E735%3E%3A77%3Ewsnrcg%3D32324%3A6272367nu0mrj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORSE PILLOW! KNIFE! FIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i deleted my entire buddy list last night. why, you ask? cos i'm a moron. so if you're online and i don't talk to you right away, instant message me.</content>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-07T22:53:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-08T03:59:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-08T03:59:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>elliott smith- coming up roses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sylvia and i had a fun day of swimming, making rancid corn muffins, watching BLS, and eating tacos. then we went over to jon's and he lives in heaven. dear lord. food heaven. i am in love with jon's house. i am in love with jon's mother's cookies. i got in a gummy bear fight. hott!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/337%3A865523232%7Ffp47%3Dot%3E2329%3D826%3D%3B68%3Dxroqdf%3E23233%3B535%3B799ot1lsi"&gt;</content>
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    <title>i know the last page so well i cant read the first, so i just dont start</title>
    <published>2003-07-07T05:22:40Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-07T05:22:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nada surf- inside of love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">he wrote me a letter. it was a page long, and it had to be one of those things where you bottle up shit and regret and emotion and dump it on a page. it apologized for everything that happened, well, didn't happen, is more like it. maybe i shouldn't forgive him, but how can i not? i'm not a robot, i have emotion, and i have missed talking to him, being with him. it was this nagging in the back of my head for a month that something was there and now it was just supposed to disappear. and it didn't, for either of us, i realize. so we're starting from scratch, i guess, back to the drawing board. &lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to think anymore. &lt;br /&gt;ps&lt;br /&gt;i love you, sylvia and annette.</content>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-06T21:13:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-07T02:22:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-07T02:22:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jeff buckley- grace</lj:music>
    <content type="html">everyone who gets a chicago tribune should read greg kot's article in the arts and entertainment section, page 7. it's a beautiful account of his reaction to jeff buckley in 1994. i love both greg kot and jeff buckley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.metroactive.com/papers/metro/07.02.98/gifs/buckley-pumpkins1-9826.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:210355</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-05T22:21:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-06T03:43:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-06T05:14:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the postal service- clark gable</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:20 AM- Massive ass-loud thunderstorms wake me up. By the time I close my windows, etc, it's 5:40, so I just get up.&lt;br /&gt;6:00 AM- shower, pack my art stuff, e-mail mrs. r. a final change for Jessi's surprise party.&lt;br /&gt;7:00 AM- Go to Einstein's to buy Jessi breakfast for the train. Fassil greets me with a "what up, THUG?!". i'm such a thug.&lt;br /&gt;7:15 AM- Get to train station, start freaking out when it's 7:25 and Jessi isn't there yet. Call home to see if she'd called. Ya, she was on the other side of the station. in other news, i'm a moron.&lt;br /&gt;7:27 AM- Train ride to Chicago. Come up with words such as "trainger" and "trainulence".&lt;br /&gt;8:20 AM- Arrive in deserted Chicago. Ignore all "do not walk" signs. we are rebels.&lt;br /&gt;8:45 AM- Get to Art INstitute. Larry Lee is our instructor, I love him. He's nuts, swears like a sailor and I love him. It's a small class, 15, most people are 2 or 3 years older. Talk abou tthe course and then do charcoal blind contures for 2 hours. 2 hours of blind contures. closest thing to insanity. i loved it. Hit up the cafeteria for some bonding.&lt;br /&gt;11:40 AM- Lunch. Jessi and I go with Robyn, Dan (who looks like fab moretti so much it hurts) and Brandon to the taste. Get some pizza and cheesecake. Watch Brandon fail miserably at the army booth's football toss. Fab- erm, dan, finds the "free ice booth" which was really just an ice truck. we retreat.&lt;br /&gt;12:40 PM- Back to class. Wiring off of our blind contures. really fuckin' depressing. Larry enjoys our misery. Everyone makes tiny wire sculptures except me. I make a bigger- than lifesize wire broom. I hate wire. after bathing in the glow of our struggle for 2 hours, we leave.&lt;br /&gt;2:00 PM- museum, from the modern art to some contemp. disappointing collection of contemp. no rocca ):&lt;br /&gt;4:00 PM- Jessi, Dan and I catch the metra. actually, we kind of accidentally ditched him. woopsy. Sit with guys who must've been our age but acted 11. They giggled at words and playboy the whole way home. screaming teenage girls. &lt;br /&gt;5:25 PM- Get to glen ellyn, picked up by mr r. Surprise jessi! WOO! happy birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;5:30-10:00 PM- bbq! cloud watching with annette, sylv, jessi, jon, atom, etc!!!&lt;br /&gt;and here i am!! best day ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://chaoskids.com/ROBOTS/SANTA/robot.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-03T21:42:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-04T04:03:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-04T04:03:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the kinks- victoria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">fun night of community service for emmatron. so i made some mix tapes recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STELLA:&lt;br /&gt;interpol- stella was a diver and she was always down&lt;br /&gt;hot hot heat- have a good sleep&lt;br /&gt;the get up kids- walking on a wire&lt;br /&gt;schneider tm- reality check&lt;br /&gt;elliott smith- single file&lt;br /&gt;blur- end of the century&lt;br /&gt;the walkmen- stop talking&lt;br /&gt;deathcab for cutie- we have the facts and we're voting yes&lt;br /&gt;spoon- all the pretty girls go to the city&lt;br /&gt;sorry about dresden- a brilliant ally&lt;br /&gt;radiohead- there, there&lt;br /&gt;desaparecidos- what's new for fall&lt;br /&gt;interpol- roland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROLAND:&lt;br /&gt;interpol- roland&lt;br /&gt;jimmy eat world- for me this is heaven&lt;br /&gt;brendan benson- tiny spark&lt;br /&gt;rooney- if it were up to me&lt;br /&gt;the cato salsa experience- deadbeat&lt;br /&gt;the postal service- recycled air&lt;br /&gt;death cab- champagne from a paper cup (ok, i was on a ben gibbard kick, don't shoot me)&lt;br /&gt;radiohead- sit down, stand up&lt;br /&gt;placebo- this picture&lt;br /&gt;the velvet underground- sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;bright eyes- the difference in the shades&lt;br /&gt;interpol- stella was a diver and she was always down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening credits: wire- surgeon's girl&lt;br /&gt;waking-up scene: beck- the new pollution&lt;br /&gt;average-day scene: can- mushroom&lt;br /&gt;best friend scene: phantom planet- bust a move&lt;br /&gt;first-date scene: the walkmen- stop talking&lt;br /&gt;falling-in-love scene: iron and wine- such great heights (postal service song)&lt;br /&gt;spring scene: the fall- victoria (if you don't like this song you're a mutant. oh sweet jesus do i love this song)&lt;br /&gt;love scene: bright eyes- kathy with a k's song&lt;br /&gt;sex scene: the faint- worked up so sexual (PREDICTABLE up in this hizzouse)&lt;br /&gt;summer scene: the mooney suzuki- sweet suzanna&lt;br /&gt;fight-with-friend scene: modest mouse- a different city&lt;br /&gt;break up scene: radiohead- where i end and you begin&lt;br /&gt;get-back-together scene: blur- this is a low&lt;br /&gt;family fight scene: atreyu- ain't love grand&lt;br /&gt;'life's okay' scene: &lt;br /&gt;fall scene: sondre lerche- you should know so well&lt;br /&gt;heartbreak scene: cursive- driftwood: a fairy tale&lt;br /&gt;mental-breakdown: guided by voices- i am a scientist&lt;br /&gt;driving scene: nico- these day&lt;br /&gt;winter scene: sunny day real estate- the ocean&lt;br /&gt;running away scene: the good life- some bullshit escape&lt;br /&gt;lesson-learning scene: xiu xiu- sad poney guerilla girl&lt;br /&gt;deep-thought scene: schneider tm- abyss&lt;br /&gt;party scene: les savy fav- who rocks the party&lt;br /&gt;happy dance scene: blur- we've got a file on you&lt;br /&gt;flashback scene: beulah- silver lining&lt;br /&gt;regret scene: new order - regret (ya, i totally thought of that. even though i've seen other people write it. its my favorite new order song. baby ya)&lt;br /&gt;long-night-alone scene: sunny day real estate- the ocean&lt;br /&gt;death scene: the smiths- asleep (oh cmon, duh)&lt;br /&gt;closing credits: the flaming sideburns- world domination&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>watch the stars, not your feet</title>
    <published>2003-07-03T21:45:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-03T22:17:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the rapture- open up your heart</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/337%3A498323232%7Ffp7%3Enu%3D3238%3E735%3E%3A77%3Ewsnrcg%3D323249%3C%3B%3B965%3Bnu0mrj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am absolutely dumbfounded right now. i was just playing myself some bookworm, and did you know that there is so no singular of suds? ya,i know. what if you just have one s&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;UD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;. what then?! i think i'm having a heart attack. &lt;br /&gt;i challenge you to call me a geek.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:209557</id>
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    <title>radiohead wraps their love around me with treefingers and smoke</title>
    <published>2003-07-03T04:18:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-03T04:20:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>radiohead- where i end and you begin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i can't believe it's july. i think i'm going to cry when we have to go back to the castle. i think i'm going to cry while violently pounding my fists on the floor like the babies in old cartoons. 2 more days until emmy and yessi's big adventure. oh ya. i am so excited! there will be a lot of pictures of us at 8 in the morning wandering incoherently through the streets of chicago. in other news i finished harry potter and it ruled so much. i am sad though. nothing more will be said. we have been hanging out at playgrounds after dark too much for our own good lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/337%3A436%3B23232%7Ffp3%3B%3Dot%3E2329%3D826%3D%3B68%3Dxroqdf%3E23233%3A%3B%3C%3A955%3Aot1lsi"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:209197</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-07-01T18:04:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-01T23:40:19Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-01T23:41:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today was miserable. i woke up and went for a run, and then came home and weed wacked. then i read some harry potter. and i swam laps, also. &lt;br /&gt;i saw connor (band practice) and he was all: "way to stalk me last night. after you left, all the diving little kids cried. and one shot herself. good going."&lt;br /&gt;i love him so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JuanLMarquez: Damn. I'll adopt you&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: ya, we'd have fun.&lt;br /&gt;JuanLMarquez: We would. Keying cars together.&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: i've never done it. i'd key hummers. but besides that, i wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;JuanLMarquez: Aww, thats cute. Your really a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: mostly.&lt;br /&gt;JuanLMarquez: Maybe I could adopt you like they do with kids in foreign countries. ya know, I just send you money to help your starving village and you send me a postcard every month! Save The Children or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: ya! only i dont live in a starving village. cos i live in the richest county in the richest country in the world!&lt;br /&gt;JuanLMarquez: We can pretend.&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: cool.&lt;br /&gt;JuanLMarquez: 50 cents a day pays for food, water and medical supplies.and you won't have to suffer without shoes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: hahahaha that is ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;JuanLMarquez: please, this is serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/337%3A332723232%7Ffp3%3B%3Dot%3E2329%3D826%3D%3B68%3Dxroqdf%3E23233%3A%3B%3C%3A9968ot1lsi"&gt;</content>
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    <title>the way your hair frames your face, drink h2o, breath o2.</title>
    <published>2003-07-01T17:15:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-01T17:15:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>teenage fanclub- your love is the place where i come from</lj:music>
    <content type="html">we walked to wheaton and hit up the thrift stores. then, on a whim, we bought a giant monst'r sandwich which we couldn't finish but we figured we'd try. then we played with barbies, played marco polo and hot lava monster, would you rather, and watched some bls. i can't really explain it, but i am in love with the random events of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/337%3A2%3A%3A%3B23232%7Ffp8%3Enu%3D3238%3E735%3E%3A77%3Ewsnrcg%3D32324%3A399769%3Cnu0mrj"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:208751</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-06-30T16:44:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-30T21:41:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-30T21:47:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nada surf- inside of love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i think it is finally safe to say that i am cooler than ALL of you for owning this shirt. andrew wk is my hero. who's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/337%3A238%3B23232%7Ffp8%3Enu%3D3238%3E735%3E%3A77%3Ewsnrcg%3D32324%3A35%3B%3B883nu0mrj"&gt;</content>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-06-29T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-30T03:39:47Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-30T03:39:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the walkmen- wake up</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this is a post about jake. woo jake. go jake. jake's in florida. he'll come home in about 3 weeks. that is a long time. if you love jake make some noise (in the comments).</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:208356</id>
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    <title>there's a hidden beauty finding it's way out of everyone</title>
    <published>2003-06-30T00:45:46Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-30T00:45:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>iron and wine- upward and over the mountain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today was ok. boring, lots of reading, cos i did something funky to my neck and can't do much else. he keeps calling here, coming over, i really dont quite know what to do, everytime i think about it i get flustered and upset. it was nothing, and it was a quick nothing that was brilliant while it lasted, and stung when it ended, however it ended. i quickly have resumed my role as tj's little sister, say hi and try to avoid anything else when i run into him, on the street, in my house, on the phone, in my dreams. i don't want to give him the satisfaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/3379%3B63523232%7Ffp3%3B%3Dot%3E2329%3D826%3D%3B68%3Dxroqdf%3E23233%3B245459%3Aot1lsi"&gt;</content>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-06-27T17:17:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-27T22:12:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-27T22:12:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel foolish in overalls.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:207609</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-06-26T18:12:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-26T23:13:34Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-27T18:08:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the postal service- recycled air</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;exhibit a: adam showalter&lt;br /&gt;adamlovesoccer9: BOOBIES!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;adamlovesoccer9 signed off at 12:14:19 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stellawasinlove (away message): i am doing things&lt;br /&gt;adamlovesoccer9: ... what things?&lt;br /&gt;adamlovesoccer9: having sex with monkeys?&lt;br /&gt;stellawasinlove: yes, that's exactly it, adam.&lt;br /&gt;adamlovesoccer9: ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit b: randy&lt;br /&gt;demonicmurry: woot, i got a job interview&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: for what&lt;br /&gt;demonicmurry: circuit city&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: woot indeed&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: are you going to get me deals?!&lt;br /&gt;demonicmurry: if i get the job, we'll see what happens&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: in exchange, i'll babysit your kids fo' DAMN cheap&lt;br /&gt;demonicmurry: but i have no children&lt;br /&gt;demonicmurry: .... i can't have children&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: thats what you think.&lt;br /&gt;demonicmurry: seriously, i can't&lt;br /&gt;demonicmurry: there's this condition i have.&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: oh, i see.&lt;br /&gt;demonicmurry: yeah... you see...&lt;br /&gt;demonicmurry: i hate them.&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit c: molly&lt;br /&gt;mooz21: you were in my dream last night!&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: no way!!&lt;br /&gt;mooz21: very random&lt;br /&gt;Stella wasinlove: what happened?&lt;br /&gt;mooz21: we were at prom and you were in those hot pink shorts that i saw you in the pool with. it was awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're so mature.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:emmah:207129</id>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-06-25T12:27:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-25T17:39:31Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-25T17:39:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i start my first class at the art institute saturday after next. it's going to be good, i think, best to start early. years early. i know i most likely won't go there when i graduate, i probably won't even go to art school. i have a long time to think about it. people think i'm crazy that i've been semi-seriously looking at colleges for about a year or more. &lt;br /&gt;anyway. i am teaching at firs' congo's little church camp thing. which is pretty weird because i'm an atheist and really feel pretty strongly about religion causing more problems than anything else. but if ever i were to endorse a church it would be this one. it's much more focused on helping people than on teaching what you MUST believe in, sinners, brimstone, etc. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday after that adam (showalter) picked up erin, stacy and i and a whole bunch of us camped out at steak and shake for 3 hours. i was surprised they didn't kick us out. we all got hats. pictures of that later. so it turns out adam can't drive very well, but he CAN drive very fast. &lt;br /&gt;that night we all hung out in hurricane's back yard. played some mafia. south kids showed up and lit their fingers on fire intelligently. tim, atom and i walked home pretty early but it's ok cos the bugs were killer and it was dark out so i couldn't see anyone's faces and was confused.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting my haircut now.</content>
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    <title>emmah @ 2003-06-24T22:38:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-25T03:33:42Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-25T03:33:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>deathcab live disk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">atom, tim and i should walk home everyday. fun times, bizotches.</content>
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