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  <title>Aria</title>
  <subtitle>Aria</subtitle>
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    <name>Aria</name>
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  <updated>2006-03-11T05:18:12Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:6211</id>
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    <title>my mind works like:</title>
    <published>2006-03-11T05:18:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-11T05:18:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My grandfather has less than 6 months to live. I think mom is going to give me money to go to Syracuse. The picture on my info page was in a photo show.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:5951</id>
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    <title>the title of my senior project is..</title>
    <published>2006-03-11T01:50:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-11T01:51:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Helium</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You're Probably Going, Is This A Noxzema Commercial Or What? : Wealth, Class, and Character in &lt;u&gt;Mansfield Park&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Emma&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who aren't in the know, that's a quote from &lt;i&gt;Clueless&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:5382</id>
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    <title>baby_vampire @ 2006-02-03T00:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T05:21:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T05:22:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Disintegration - The Cure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"You, Adrian, The Cure, and my cats are the only thing that are important to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-drunk Aria to drunk Caitlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These aren't the only important things in my life. So, if you are reading this and know that you are important to me, don't get sad. I'm just drunk and listening to my token sad song.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:4581</id>
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    <title>HA.</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T23:19:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-18T23:19:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The second my train pulled up to the White Plains station, "Back In Baby's Arms" started playing in my head.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:4220</id>
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    <title>Reiterating my point that all I've learned in college is how to bullshit</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T16:37:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-11T16:39:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>William, It Was Really Nothing - The Smiths</lj:music>
    <content type="html">INTERMEDIATE MATHEMATICS     B-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:3454</id>
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    <title>Case of the Fake People</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T01:09:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T05:08:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I got tagged by Cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Katmandu - Cat Stevens&lt;br /&gt;2. Love Is Stronger Than Death - The The&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm In Love With A Girl - Big Star&lt;br /&gt;4. Deadbeat Club - B52s&lt;br /&gt;5. In Your Eyes - Evan Dando&lt;br /&gt;6. Hole In The Ground - Helium&lt;br /&gt;7. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue - Them feat. Van Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone on my list got tagged already except Sarah who seems to have given up on LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was fine. I got into a bit of a fight with my Nana and licked my wounds on the phone with Wil (who I've kept a steady emailing thing with). Things are nice. I always feel so lonely in Boston and I'd rather be in New York. My feelings are a bit bruised by someone who I keep pretending is my friend though I really know isn't. Whatever. Fuck it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:2991</id>
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    <title>We've gone off the deep end.</title>
    <published>2005-12-20T17:38:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-20T18:42:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v624/thegreenquetzal/cathate.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got us back by tearing up every piece of wrapping paper, tissue paper, and ribbon we have in the house.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:2159</id>
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    <title>Ha!</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T04:17:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-14T04:36:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>East Hastings - Godspeed You Black Emperor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">When did I add "girls" to my interests list and what the hell did I mean by it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably should be talking about what is actually going on in my life but, you know, I don't. I'm done with finals and ready to...?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:2044</id>
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    <title>It's snowing. Beautiful but I'm still moving in with you, Sarah.</title>
    <published>2005-12-09T16:09:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-10T00:15:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I would be going insane if I didn't have the friends that I do. Also, a film student (Brandon) wants me to audition for his movie. I would be playing a crazy biracial girl who turns into a zombie then finds salvation and kills herself. The quick glance I did came to "She curls her lip and gives a bermused smile" THATS ME! I GIVE BERMUSED SMILES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:1029</id>
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    <title>Here come the blue skies, here come the spring times.</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T22:09:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T05:46:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Love Is Stronger Than Death - The The</lj:music>
    <content type="html">One of my interests is "skeleton" which is my favorite Helium song. I clicked on it and was very saddened and disturbed by what came up. I've been on the verge of tears all day for various reasons. Something that Adrian said ("something that you said..."), a voicemail that I got from my dad*, Love is Stronger than Death by The The, my silly life in general, the fact that I think I'm going to fail math, etc etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that "He saw little kids dressed up for a holiday pagent type of thing. He remembered when I was in first grade and my mom couldn't make it to my pagent but he was still planning to go. However, he was late and apparently when he finally got there I was hysterically crying because I thought that no one was going to see me in this really silly pagent. He said "Sorry for getting sentimental. I just really love you and miss you."  It's funny because when you see the pictures from the pagent, I'm all (Kool-Aid) smiles.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:baby_vampire:952</id>
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    <title>baby_vampire @ 2005-12-02T01:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T06:07:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-02T06:21:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ha</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"It's like I know there's got to be somebody out there somewhere. Just one person in this huge, horrible, unhappy universe who can hold me in their arms and tell me everything is going to be okay. And how long do I have to wait before that person shows up. I feel like I'm sinking deeper and deeper into quicksand. Watching everyone around me die a slow, agonizing, death. It's like we all know way down in our souls that our generation is going to witness the end of everything. You can see it in our eyes. It's in mine, look. I'm doomed."</content>
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