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  <title>An té a phósfas an t-airgead, pósfaidh sé óinseach.</title>
  <subtitle>Cairde, grá, agus dílseacht.</subtitle>
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    <name>padmapriya</name>
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  <updated>2007-11-10T00:05:50Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:padmapriya:36468</id>
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    <title>send in the clowns...</title>
    <published>2007-11-10T00:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-10T00:05:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so today i taught theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stage craft classes watched &lt;em&gt;the princess bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my&amp;nbsp;acting classes performed their one acts for me, and i got to teach them fun "theatre&amp;nbsp;games", which they loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i get paid for this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:padmapriya:36278</id>
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    <title>this is your song...</title>
    <published>2007-11-09T12:22:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-09T12:22:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;i am teaching THEATRE today!!!&amp;nbsp; w00t!!!&amp;nbsp; *squee* XD ...and other such nerdy nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you were.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:padmapriya:34279</id>
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    <title>since i saw her standing there...</title>
    <published>2007-10-14T05:45:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-14T05:45:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. List the first ten songs that come up.&lt;br /&gt;3. Add "in my pants".&lt;br /&gt;4. Post your list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Forever&lt;/strong&gt; in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;The Soldering Life&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Something&lt;/strong&gt; in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Can't We Try&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Like A&amp;nbsp;Virgin&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Great High Mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Black Tounge&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Promiscuous Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;You Raise&amp;nbsp;Me Up&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;I&amp;nbsp;Saw Her Standing There&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo...from about #3 to #9 these just get out of hand...&amp;nbsp; wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:padmapriya:32666</id>
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    <title>like a tall walking big black cat...</title>
    <published>2007-09-24T07:03:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-24T07:03:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;oh my goodness...is this my internet that is working?&amp;nbsp; christ.&amp;nbsp; bout freakin time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morde starts his classes today.&amp;nbsp; i'm really excited and oh so proud of him.&amp;nbsp; also, he looks freakishly hot in scrubs.&amp;nbsp; bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toulouse is having a panic attack over a spider that is crawling on the wall.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he is a dweeb.&amp;nbsp; i think i have a black cat obsession...seeing as how i have tried to rescue two black strays in the past week.&amp;nbsp; morde would shoot me i think.&amp;nbsp; haha.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>padmapriya @ 2007-07-13T13:42:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-13T18:44:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-13T18:44:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">she didn't wake up this morning.&amp;nbsp; fuck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:padmapriya:27795</id>
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    <title>hammer time...</title>
    <published>2007-07-11T16:16:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-11T16:16:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">stolen from &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_polar_bear_sama' lj:user='polar_bear_sama' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://polar-bear-sama.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://polar-bear-sama.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;polar_bear_sama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="I am a d4" width="400" src="http://dicepool.com/catalog/images/splats/pointy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hmmm...fair enough.... i hate picking these little buggers up. pain in the ass. anywho, the rest of these are ganked from friends on myspace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#f88b8b"&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 30% American&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#a7ceff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howamericanareyouquiz/american2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America: You don't love it or want to leave it. &lt;br /&gt;But you wouldn't mind giving it an extreme make over. &lt;br /&gt;On the 4th of July, you'll fly a freak flag instead... &lt;br /&gt;And give Uncle Sam a sucker punch!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howamericanareyouquiz/"&gt;How American Are You?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i'm surprised i got that much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Aphrodite!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgoddessareyouquiz/aphrodite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total shining star with a ton of admirers &lt;br /&gt;And no wonder: you live life to the fullest! &lt;br /&gt;When things get bad, you can easily take off to a happier place &lt;br /&gt;But occasionally, you need to deal with problems head on&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgoddessareyouquiz/"&gt;What Goddess Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Most Like Miranda!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="" width="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichsexandthecityvixenareyouquiz/miranda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you've had your fair share of romance, men don't come first &lt;br /&gt;Guys are a distant third to your friends and career. &lt;br /&gt;And this independence *is* attractive to some men, in measured doses. &lt;br /&gt;Remember that if you imagine the best outcome, it might just happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic prediction: Someone from your past is waiting to reconnect... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll have to think of him differently, if you want things to work.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichsexandthecityvixenareyouquiz/"&gt;Which Sex and the City Vixen Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh...i've always been the miranda of all my groups of girlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>burn burn burn...</title>
    <published>2007-06-27T23:20:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-27T23:20:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck!&amp;nbsp; i just burned myself!&amp;nbsp; grrr....</content>
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    <title>did you know your name is pancakes??...</title>
    <published>2007-06-27T16:10:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-27T16:10:17Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;ok, so i haven't done my dinner posts in a bit. mostly because m has been sick, so we have been eating toast/really mundane foods. buuuuut....here are some nummy meals we have had the past two days.&amp;nbsp; and excuse the use of the paper plates, but we are in the middle of a move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/0002fw0z/"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/0002fw0z/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;this was a mexican style skillet meal.&amp;nbsp; it has grilled chicken, mexican style rice, black beans, salsa, and a sour cream topping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="more din-din pics..."&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/0002gste/"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/0002gste/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i served it with corn, but i think we both pretty much just mixed them both together.&amp;nbsp; nothing better than the black bean/corn/rice combo.&amp;nbsp; i should have payed better attention to how i made this, because m loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/0002hg5e/"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/0002hg5e/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;bad photos here.&amp;nbsp; but here are my special hot coco cakes!&amp;nbsp; they are chocolate pancakes with chocolate chips in them.&amp;nbsp; topped with butter and powdered sugar.&amp;nbsp; this was actually a lunchy-brunchy type meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/0002kaft/"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/0002kaft/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;gooey chocolate insides.&amp;nbsp; mmmmm....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>it's personal, myself and i...</title>
    <published>2007-06-23T01:03:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-23T01:03:56Z</updated>
    <category term="dinner"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;so i have decided to make some food-pic posts to calm my anxiety that has randomly come about by getting married. i'm a member of &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_super_supper' lj:user='super_supper' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/super_supper/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/super_supper/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;super_supper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and that has inspired me to take some pictures of our dinners, and keep them in my journal, so i can look back at them and realize that i am not making crap for us to eat.&amp;nbsp; i think this will also help me remember what we have eaten so i don't repeat something twice in one week, or at least close together.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here goes.&amp;nbsp; also, forgive my spelling, i don't know how any of these foods are spelled.&amp;nbsp; and i don't really care at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/000275z3/"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;img height="239" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/000275z3" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;this was salisbury stake, roasted garlic corn, creamy mushroom bisque, and asiago loaf.&amp;nbsp; oh, and wine.&amp;nbsp; of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/000281dk/"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;img height="239" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/000281dk" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;this was some sort of spicy/cheesy/meaty/noodle bake i made up, the same kind of corn, and parmisian/red onion foccacia bread.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu...</title>
    <published>2007-06-06T21:32:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-06T21:32:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rihanna</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;i am sooo mad right now!!!&amp;nbsp; they are cutting down all of our trees and bushes!!&amp;nbsp; wtf??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting in the living room sewing, and i look out the window to see our front bush lifted up above our balcony by a bobcat.&amp;nbsp; who rips up a bush at 6am?!&amp;nbsp; and then i've been listening to chainsaws all day as they murder my trees!&amp;nbsp; the parking lot is covered in little wood chips!&amp;nbsp; it's so sad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we have family staying with us this week, and it looks like we live in the projects!!&amp;nbsp; ugh.&amp;nbsp; now, no one appreciates the look and smell of brown earth as much as&amp;nbsp;i do, but i would like some green about now.&amp;nbsp; stupid plant killers.&amp;nbsp; rarrr.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>we could have some fun girl...</title>
    <published>2007-06-05T13:21:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-05T13:23:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ganked from matty &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 1px solid; WIDTH: 300px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 1px solid"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#999999" margin="0" padding="0"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="+2"&gt;Which of the 7 dwarfs are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.testriffic.com/stat/8698/1.gif" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Doc" border="0" src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/8698doc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;Doc&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; COLOR: #000"&gt;You are the smartest in your circle of friends. You're the one everyone goes to when they need advice and you're always willing to help a friend in need. You're direct, supportive, and loving. Bottom line, you're awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;How do you compare? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/test/jenni24014/8698/Which-of-the-7-dwarfs-are-you-"&gt;Take this test!&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/"&gt;Tests from Testriffic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 1px solid; WIDTH: 300px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 1px solid"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#999999" margin="0" padding="0"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="+2"&gt;Which celebrity is your soulmate?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.testriffic.com/stat/9138/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Brad Pitt" border="0" src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/9138Brad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;Brad Pitt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; COLOR: #000"&gt;You go for all american good looks, a big heart, and an even bigger wallet. You love kids, sexiness, and fighting for good causes. You and Brad are a match made in heaven. Watch out, Angelina!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;How do you compare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/test/lickitysplit07/9138/Which-celebrity-is-your-soulmate-"&gt;Take this test!&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/"&gt;Tests from Testriffic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we are from the same state!&amp;nbsp; but soulmate...uh no.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>oh girls...</title>
    <published>2007-05-26T17:03:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-26T17:03:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">two words:&amp;nbsp; midnight cakes.&amp;nbsp; fantastic.&amp;nbsp; last night was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS MY SHOWER!!!&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;--me excited.&amp;nbsp; kate and andrea are super fantastic.&amp;nbsp; i am so freaking excited for this.&amp;nbsp; =P</content>
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    <title>none of them have felt this way...</title>
    <published>2007-05-18T20:24:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-18T20:28:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Plain White T's</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"A thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;br /&gt;But they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;br /&gt;I'd walk to you if I had no other way&lt;br /&gt;Our friends would all make fun of us&lt;br /&gt;and we'll just laugh along because we know&lt;br /&gt;That none of them have felt this way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this song.  it gives me goosebumps.</content>
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    <title>oh mother mother mother, what's goin' on...</title>
    <published>2007-05-17T13:09:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-17T13:09:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;my mother will be here in a couple of hours.&amp;nbsp; bleck.&amp;nbsp; we are getting the last of the wedding stuff done.&amp;nbsp; uhhh, she drives me nuts though.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ok, stuff to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;*get food ordered&lt;br /&gt;*order sushi&lt;br /&gt;*pick out wines&lt;br /&gt;*get cake designed and ordered&lt;br /&gt;*get the floor plan decided on&lt;br /&gt;*find a pattern for the chuppa&lt;br /&gt;*pick up my ring (they are soldered now!!!)&lt;br /&gt;*get a toss bouquet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm worn out already.&amp;nbsp; ok, sort of kidding.&amp;nbsp; =)&amp;nbsp; going to go get ready for the invasion.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>and i know this much is true</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T12:52:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-11T12:52:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ne-Yo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a good feeling about today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm sitting in our living room with the slidding door open and there is a wonderful crisp little breeze coming in through the screen&lt;br /&gt;*toulouse is being all cute and snugly/sleepy/stretchy&lt;br /&gt;*i am eating my favorite guilty breakfast that i picked up this morning after taking morde to work.&amp;nbsp; sausage biscuit&amp;nbsp; with white american cheese, hashbrowns, and a tall mocha frap with NO whipcream&amp;nbsp;from starbucks.&amp;nbsp;mmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;*i'm listening to my favorite radio program ever&lt;br /&gt;*i have my favorite orange lamp on, it makes the room delicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have some cleaning to do this morning.&amp;nbsp; going to put on some ne-yo and get cracking.&amp;nbsp; kinda looking forward to it.&amp;nbsp; hmmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>runaway love</title>
    <published>2007-04-27T00:04:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-27T00:08:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this song makes me cry everytime i hear it.  if you have any children in your life, give them a hug today and tell them they are important.  please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now little Lisa is only 9 years old&lt;br /&gt;She's trying to figure out why the world is so cold&lt;br /&gt;Why she's all all alone and they never met her family&lt;br /&gt;Mama's always gone and she never met her daddy&lt;br /&gt;Part of her is missing and nobody will listening&lt;br /&gt;Mama is on drugs getting ***** up in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Bringing home men at different hours of the night&lt;br /&gt;Starting with some laughs -- usually ending in a fight&lt;br /&gt;Sneak into her room while her mama's knocked out&lt;br /&gt;Trying to have his way and little Lisa says 'ouch'&lt;br /&gt;She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her&lt;br /&gt;Tries to tell her mom but her mama don't believe her&lt;br /&gt;Lisa is stuck up in the world on her own&lt;br /&gt;Forced to think that hell is a place called home&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to do but get some clothes and pack&lt;br /&gt;She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runaway love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Nicole is only 10 years old&lt;br /&gt;She's steady trying to figure why the world is so cold&lt;br /&gt;Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholic step-dad always wanna strike her&lt;br /&gt;Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises&lt;br /&gt;Teachers ask questions she making up excuses&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding on the inside, crying on the out&lt;br /&gt;It's only one girl really knows what she about&lt;br /&gt;Her name is lil Stacy and they become friends&lt;br /&gt;Promise that they always be tight 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;Until one day lil Stacy gets shot&lt;br /&gt;A drive by bullet went stray up on her block&lt;br /&gt;Now Nicole stuck up in the world on her own&lt;br /&gt;Forced to think that hell is a place called home&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to do but get some clothes and pack&lt;br /&gt;She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runaway love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Erica is eleven years old&lt;br /&gt;She's steady trying to figure why the world is so cold&lt;br /&gt;So she pops x to get rid of all the pain&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she's having sex with a boy who's sixteen&lt;br /&gt;Emotions run deep and she thinks she's in love&lt;br /&gt;So there's no protection he's using no glove&lt;br /&gt;Never thinking 'bout the consequences of her actions&lt;br /&gt;Living for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;The days go by and her belly gets big&lt;br /&gt;The father bails out he ain't ready for a kid&lt;br /&gt;Knowing her mama will blow it all outta proportion&lt;br /&gt;Plus she lives poor so no money for abortion&lt;br /&gt;Erica is stuck up in the world on her own&lt;br /&gt;Forced to think that hell is a place called home&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to do but get her clothes and pack&lt;br /&gt;She say she's about to run away and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away Run away love&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep on runnin'&lt;br /&gt;Run away Run away &lt;br /&gt;Runnin'&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep on running away &lt;br /&gt;I know how you feel, I've been there&lt;br /&gt;I was runnin' away too&lt;br /&gt;I will run away with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runaway Runaway Love&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep running away&lt;br /&gt;I'll run away with you, if you want me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I can only image what you're going through ladies,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like running away myself,&lt;br /&gt;So do me a favor right now and close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And picture us running away together,&lt;br /&gt;when we come back everything is gonna be okay,&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>padmapriya @ 2007-03-22T17:42:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-22T22:51:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-22T22:51:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i bought myself goodies today!!&amp;nbsp; weeee!&amp;nbsp; ok, i had to have them for the wedding, but it was still fun picking them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up: Victoria's Seceret Very Sexy® Infinity Edge™ plunge strapless bra!&amp;nbsp; (that's a mouthful)&amp;nbsp; Mine is in white, and it is absolutely fantastic.&amp;nbsp; sooo hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/00012hgd/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="178" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/00012hgd/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next: my shoes!!&amp;nbsp; they are soooo adorable.&amp;nbsp; they are millie ballet flats, and i heart them so much.&amp;nbsp; they are very much "i am a princess today" shoes.&amp;nbsp; *gushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/000131w3/"&gt;&lt;img height="111" alt="" width="110" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/000131w3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo that pretty much made my day.&amp;nbsp; shoes and boobie holders.&amp;nbsp; that could make my day anyday.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>take it, to the limit...</title>
    <published>2007-03-21T14:45:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-21T16:11:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;MOTIVATION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/000116te/"&gt;&lt;img width="240" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/padmapriya/pic/000116te/s320x240" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;this is what i am getting myself if i finish my kpa portfolio over break!&amp;nbsp; (so far, it's not looking good!&amp;nbsp; eep!)&amp;nbsp; anywho, it's amazing and from india, and i think it would be fab to have on our honeymoon!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and then morde is like "that's really pretty, i should just buy it for you anyway."&amp;nbsp; NOT GETTING THE POINT!&amp;nbsp; he is too cute sometimes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&amp;nbsp; must...finish...portfolio....&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>no time left for you</title>
    <published>2007-01-07T16:56:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-07T16:56:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just want to stay home and snuggle with m and the cat.  but it's my last day before i start teaching, so looooots to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sort laundry&lt;br /&gt;do laundry&lt;br /&gt;finish unpacking all the way&lt;br /&gt;clean out m's car since i'll probably have to take that one to jc&lt;br /&gt;pick up pics from wally-world&lt;br /&gt;cleaning type things&lt;br /&gt;possibly call my dad back, most likely not&lt;br /&gt;possibly call my mom back, ewww...what's with the parents being so chatty??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good for the soul things:&lt;br /&gt;listen to some sweet vinyl &lt;br /&gt;drink some of the amazing tea m bought me in charlotte&lt;br /&gt;snuggling&lt;br /&gt;maybe watch the new rachel bilson movie ry bought</content>
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    <title>sunny charlotte</title>
    <published>2006-12-27T15:19:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-27T15:19:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, we made it safe down here.  having a wonderful time.  k and j, i'll have to show you pics of morde and the arch.  slightly inappropriate, but funny.  hope everyone is having a nice break.  tomorrow we are driving to the beach!  hope it's not too cold to swim.  oh, fuck it, i'll swim anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more ranting later.  =)</content>
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    <title>stupid lj</title>
    <published>2006-12-20T16:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-20T16:31:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">rarr with the not posting of my posts...</content>
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    <title>the little stuff</title>
    <published>2006-12-15T15:18:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-15T15:20:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Imogen Heap - Goodnight And Go</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i was studying for my finals last night (which i need to go take here in a sec), and all of a sudden Morde gets up and says he'll be back in a little.  so i'm just kind of like "alright buddy, whatever"... and continue studying.  anywho, he comes back a little later with little study presents for me.  ;)  he bought me mini charleston chews (my fav!!) and some fun sodas.  also sudafed 24 hour (thank god!!  the breathing thing wasn't working out so well.  eep!)  so i'm just totally ga-ga over this guy because he is so random and sweet.  and then, in true Morde form, he tops himself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so little, but it meant so much.  he also went and bought my special kind of sensitive toothpaste for me.  i had no idea he even paid attention to little things like that.  i didn't think he had probably ever looked at what kind of toothpaste i use, or at the fact that i was getting low on the stuff.   so, silly i know, but that pretty much made my week.  the little things mean so much to me.  or maybe i'm just crazy because the right toothpaste means more to me than all the flowers any man has ever sent me...</content>
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    <title>padmapriya @ 2006-12-14T19:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-15T01:35:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-15T01:37:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Imogen Heap</lj:music>
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  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though this little booger gives me grief, i loves him so.  he is such a sweetie, and completely distracting me from studying.  yeah, he's the one doing it.  i'll just keep blaming the procrastination on him... u.u</content>
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