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  <title>Chillin Retro</title>
  <subtitle>(completely punked out retro style)</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>AiMeE</name>
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  <updated>2005-02-23T15:50:28Z</updated>
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    <title>retroschik @ 2005-02-23T10:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-23T15:50:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-23T15:50:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>David Crowder Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So this morning, after being on call and up till sometime after 3 am...i wake up around 8 30 am to the lovely sound of a guys voice.....&lt;br /&gt;can you see the fumes?? (humor me here)&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! im so frustrated with this job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note.....i have 50 gmail invites....what the crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori...God totally blessed me with our convo last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniela...your company blessed me beyond words.  I have never been so happy to stay up till 3 something in my life.</content>
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    <title>::EXCITEMENT!::</title>
    <published>2005-02-19T15:39:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-19T15:39:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>GREEN DAY: duh</lj:music>
    <content type="html">IM GOING TO SEE FLIPPIN GREEEEN DAAAAAY!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:retroschik:24102</id>
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    <title>~random notes~</title>
    <published>2005-02-19T15:37:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-19T15:41:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have....a few.....random notes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, my car got egged...i noticed as i was leaving for church.  The shell was still stuck to the windshield....and you could not see....::gross::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday(the same one), I went to chuch by myself, with no one there that I knew.  It was by far one of the most personal and empowering things I have ever done.  Such a simple thing...but I could feel God so much closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;On  a totally differant note, our Conceptual Art projects got  kicked out of the gallery.....they were up for a total of an afternoon before they caused "deep upset" to faculty members.....GOOD JOB EVERYONE!!!! ;)  It's so great...Bob was so proud....just talking about it put this giddy smile on his face. I have to admit, it gives me a rather smug grin.  HAHA! if they think THAT was bad.....just wait ;) ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[for the curious....among the art projects mentioned above, there was involved such things as a dead fish floating in a bowl, a beer bottle dressed as  a sheep, and various anti war propaganda....the display was generally disliked all around.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SCORE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago,  D and I took a trip to the super wallmart southside.  She decided to ride in the buggy, so i pushed her around the whole time.  We were presented with quite a bit of reaction from fellow wal mart shoppers, and we kinda  enjoyed it!  We got everything from unamused looks to "look at the cute baby" to " You've outgrown that!" to "where'd ya pick that up?"  We became curious and decided to do more random things just to document the public reaction....nothing harmful or illigal.....just things that are maybe against the societal "correctness"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ironic thing...is the next conceptual art project assignment is documentation.  We need to accomplish something that cannot be phiscally taken into a gallery for display, unless documented.....such as a performance or installation.....pretty much exactly what D and I were planning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~double SCORE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there's no place like home".......Dorthy, you were so right, especially when mom makes your favorite dinner..... and your bed is as comfy as mine :D&lt;br /&gt;(im home for my dad's b-day.....which is sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite kids.....peace!</content>
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    <title>my december</title>
    <published>2004-12-23T04:54:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-23T04:54:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am in Louisiana, it is freezing cold and rainy, just like i said it would be. and you know what? its not going warm up till the day i leave.  highs in the 40's hoo ray! ;) no its all good though, im really happy to be here. its been a long time.  Ive been reading up on my web stuff, and used the 12 hour drive to start coding my web page. its just a baby right now, but its a start...and that makes me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break has been awesome since the moment it started.  Went to sarasota thursday after my last final, and spent that night with Ben.  Went out to lunch Friday with all the greatest people in the world, and spent that night and Saturday with Daniela in Brandon.  My girls left me a full bottle of wine in the downstairs fridge in the kitchen...had fun confiscating that...had to call safety to escort it to the Smith house at 10 pm. It was kinda ironic actually. i had just said hmm...i wonder what good stuff my residents left me...thinkin i would find all kinds of nastyness to throw out like old chicken....and spoiled milk.  Instead i found that...I brought it out and D and Jef busted laughin. good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking around new orleans in this cold is going to suck...but its so worth it.  Tomorrow is my broskillz b-day, so i think my cuzin and i are taking him to the mall of louisiana to hit up cinnamonster!!! (its his favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napoleon Dynamite came out on video yesterday!! ::excitment!:: feel free to buy it for me for Christmas...you know you want to ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garden State comes out the 23rd!  feel free to buy that for me too. ;) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imout</content>
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    <title>much overdue</title>
    <published>2004-12-09T22:53:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-09T22:53:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Used</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This first week back has definantly presented itself with a lot to be said!!&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those weeks that went by in a flash of an instant, but encompassed a whole lifetime of events...i know you know what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you of the blessings and greatness of Christ! i am forever grateful for his mercy and grace. &lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was my big critique with the creative director of publix nationwide. ::nervous::&lt;br /&gt;and i found out on Monday that my Junior Reveiw was Thursday....way to be on top of things guys. So needless to say I was going absolutely insane, no sleep and very little food. But i made it through guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday's crit went really well, i was really nervious to be critiqued by a total stranger at such a professional level...but i did really good once i started talking. Anyway after it was all over he picked his top 3 favorites and then his number 1...MINE! i was so giddy. and i got a free shirt comon! so we took a break, my prof went outside to talk to Cox (the publix guy) and i left to get some water or something...pass out on the concrete or something. So class resumed, and Erik yelled for me, I assumed to come back to class, but instead he stopped me and said what a great job I did and how Cox was really impressed with me and wanted hire me for an internship...holy crap unexpected!! i was just trying to survive...you know? I found out later that he had also sent bob an e mail personally telling him how impressed with me he was and my presentation.....you're talking about a person who, at the thought of speaking in front people used to become deathly ill....now apparently im not to shabby. "youve come a long way...." ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right so then the junior review was the next day, i wasnt to sure how that went. I knew it didnt go baddly, but i wanted feedback. Bob came and talked to me at the end and i said i wasnt sure about how it went and he said something along the lines of "are you kidding? you nailed it!" and then the new art professor who i havent gotten to talk to much came up to me and confirmed that fact, and said she was excited to see what i will be doing in the future. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next night, opening of the student art show, i got 5 of my graphics peices in and some photography...::holler!:: and i didnt even submit anything, my professors were like, we're stealing these for the show. lol. nice. and then on top of that, my graphics work won me some cash money! woot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the opening we went to Roly's dance class for wellness, cuz that was due wed. still had like 4 or 5 left to do. any way after that he stamped the rest of my wellness sheet so i was done!! holy crap...he's my hero. just one less thing on my plate, and trust me what i had still there was quite enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been killer too, but little things get you through you know? I missed my printmaking crit preparing for my junior review and publix and stuff....so i had to finish all my work for that in a weekend, plus a paper, plus cantilivers critique on wed, and study for a final on wed. daaaang does it end? im slowly having to come to terms with the fact that for me...it doesnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got all that done, and done well enough...then i had my printmaking final today that i was up all night finishing...whew...im so exhausted guys but get this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniela, flowers and i went to starbucks last night and got drinks and espresso beans. they sorta just forgot to make daniela's so i went and said something and they made it AND gave me a coupon for a free drink because of the mess up. yeeeessss! so were drinkin and talking about stuff, when one of the baristas puts a peppermint mocha frapp on the table and says this is for whoever wants it....we just look at eachother like are you serious!!! YEEEA!! awesome. simply en fuego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now my crap is done for this week....but i still have my work cut out for me this weekend, mattias and i have to prepare 2 cantilevers book designs to go get printed...yea 2, the literary staff coudnt decide between our designs, so they want them both mocked up....yay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however it is an amazing portfolio opp...just a lot of work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;imout sucka</content>
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    <title>seriousness on the bottom, and silliness on the top</title>
    <published>2004-11-27T21:22:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-27T21:22:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stabbing Westward</lj:music>
    <content type="html">::whew!:: finally an op to update...isnt it bad that when there is actually crap going on to write about, there isnt any time to do it? I really want to focus on all the good things that have happend the past month instead of all the crap and stress that usually goes into my entries. We can just safely assume that the stress and crap is just going to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes....Good stuff yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents 25 anniversary was awesome. Daniela and I went to downtown disney during festival of the masters to spend time with them and get inspired. Man it was a time! it was one of those really good days that you preserve in your memory for those darker times when you need something to smile about. The music, the art, the company. Daniela and I wired on coffee in the biggest toystore in florida...oh yea you can imagine. My only regret is i still haven had time to finish my parents anniversary present. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday! yes maam, aimee is 21...holy cow, im still coming to terms with it. well lets see, i woke up the morning of my birthday a little sick, which sucked, but i was determined to enjoy it anyway...and i did! I got to spend it with all the people that mean the most to me, even my brother. and i cant ask for more than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before Thanksgiving break definantly deserves its own paragraph!. oh man, I dont have words for it! it was so great! I didnt get finished closing Panhellenic until about 7. Daniela and I both decided to stay on campus that night, well she didnt have a choice, and i still had to pack and stuff, so I stayed to do that. Well, we had no residents, and no class the next day, no pressing work...aka FREEEDOM! so we took full advantage. We snuck into brandscomb and danced to live swing music, chilled on the roof of humanities, annoyed michaelangelo so he would go away, had a real heart to heart conversation, and laughed at Flowers until 3:30 am. Not to mention we rededicated mitchell's as OUR coffee house earlier that day. It was a real healing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew! and now we have thanksgiving break... which i have been desperately needing for the longest time. I cant tell you how amazingly good it feels to rest in my home, in my room, with my kitty always on my bed, spending time with my family, with no class, no residents, no slc's waking you up telling you things to get done within the next hour. Id say no homework, but that would just be too good to be true. ;) However, I am really sick. although the night before break was nothing short of amazing, i only got 4 hours of sleep, and woke up quite ill. Driving home was a prick. but you know i would do it all over again because it was worth it. And truthfully, i had an epiphany, if i wasnt sick over break, i know i would be working myself to death trying to get all my graphics work done for my review and the 2 projects i have due wed. But as it stands im not able to do that. Ive gotten a lot of sleep instead because im sick. This means that Im not going to be able to put together some outside work for my review, im going to have to sumit class work instead, which is ok, but not my preference. the upside? Im a LOT less stressed, because that means the work for my review is already done, and i can just focus on my 2 class assignments. one of which is about done. so in a way it sucked to be sick over break, but i think it was Gods way of beatin me down and saying chill the crap out. Killing yourself is not worth it, its taking your life away. And its true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads me to my epiphany (not the same one, another one) I keep thinking about how college is supposed to be some of the best years of your life, and by all accounts it should be. so, i ask myself, why am i dying? why do i feel like i am barely existing through each day? with the amount of work and expectations and demands on my shoulders, I honestly dont know how ive made it this far with out a major break down. I know it is only the grace of God that has gotten me this far, while still being successful at my endeavors. Still i wonder why i am so dissatisfied with where im at in general. i cant help thinking that things should be so much better, and make more sense. (Im directing things primarily at the art department now) Like i just feel Jaded and uninspired all the time. and im really tired of feeling that way. I feel like ive learned a lot, but i dont feel like im getting enough, im sick of my professors never being around, im sick of there only being one other person with talent to bounce ideas off of, it makes me not even want to try....because frankly i dont have to. I have no challenge other than myself. Talking with Mattias last night about everything really explained it well, as far as school goes, and whether its even worth it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: i dont think its worth all this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattias:because it's crap&lt;br /&gt;a base for lazy rich people&lt;br /&gt;or even poor people&lt;br /&gt;who are just lazy&lt;br /&gt;lame people&lt;br /&gt;mean people&lt;br /&gt;obnoxious people&lt;br /&gt;and then there are those special few&lt;br /&gt;realy awesome people&lt;br /&gt;who know who they are, and who they want to be&lt;br /&gt;and are not afraid of being themeselves&lt;br /&gt;and are not confused&lt;br /&gt;but self-assured&lt;br /&gt;confident&lt;br /&gt;and focused&lt;br /&gt;but those people usualy don't go to FSC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: is that how you see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattias: of all the good things i said, yes&lt;br /&gt;you are confident of who you are, and who you want to be. . .but at the same time, it's like the whole world is against you, so it makes you think, "what the crap, maybe I'm wrong" but you know you're right damnet, so you keep working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I know what i could be...im not happy with what is being produced&lt;br /&gt;i dont think this school is enhancing me in any way&lt;br /&gt;i think its breaking me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattias: EXACTLY&lt;br /&gt;it's crap&lt;br /&gt;i don't want a degree on paper&lt;br /&gt;i want a degree that means something in real life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: i dont feel like im in a serious environment, serious about teaching me and developing my talent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattias: it's a bullshit environment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of venting that passes between us more often than not. Ive felt this way sense the end of last year. By the time summer came, i was wanting to transfer again... but i wasnt sure if it was me or the school, so i stayed. But as soon as this semester started i knew it wasnt just me...and the more it has progressed the more i hate it. Ive talked to my parents a lot, I tell them everything thats going on, and for them to see me anywhere but an art school pains them. So i dont know what we're going to do about it, or if anything will be done at all, but I'm talking</content>
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    <title>anotherday   anothernight   anotherdream</title>
    <published>2004-11-19T16:36:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-19T16:36:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tomorrow is my birthday...and no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;Its my 21st man! and im just really afraid its going to royally suck...last year royally sucked, but i said thats ok, because its more important for my 21st to rock. Well...i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did not start good, i dunno, i dont feel sunny, my heart is heavy...and it shouldnt be. Ive got several things weighing on my head, on my heart. And im really sleepy. Ive been looking forward to Thanksgiving for so long... and Lord knows i need it. But now i dread it...I dont want it to come because i dont want it to go. I dont want it to end. I'm not ready. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My art professors are constantly "inspiring" us with the enlightened info of picasso. He never did anything he didnt enjoy. do you think he did stuff he hated or that was hard for him? heck no. why would he. he did what he loved, what came natural, what was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whyyyyy do i hate this so much? why does it hurt, why all the grief, and the stress. Im tired of being tired, and stressed, and scared. I want to relax. I want to be excited again. I want to live and love and have fun doing it. Where has it all gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i put my faith in the wrong place again...I feel like its going to end up hurting me again...and i feel like its too late to do anything about that. What am I doing. I thought this was something I was giving, but I feel like It has been taken from me and taken for granted....&lt;br /&gt;"my hands are small I know, but they're not yours, they are my own..."</content>
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    <title>ugh</title>
    <published>2004-11-14T04:12:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-14T04:12:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my professor rambling</lj:music>
    <content type="html">3 hours of sleep...+ 6 hours of class....= kill me...yes im in math class right now can you tell? My teacher made the mistake of "exploring" in the computer lab. Whenceforth the entire class proceeds to do anything else but pay attention to what he is doing on the overhead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need tomorrow to be here. I need to go home and sleep forever...unfortunately i cant today. i get out of class at 2, i have to go to the smith house, do my convo make up so i can register for class, advertise for my program tonight(which was supposed to be done yesterday) go to the wellness center activity for my wellness class, then i have my program and right after that Beyond....then the plan is to go home and collapse for about 3 hours, get back up at midnight and register for class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to rock me....as long as Daniela and I dont get sick...we've been borderline for about a week or so now....like everyone is freakin sick right now it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was my parents 25 anniversary. how awesome is that? they are staying in disney for 4 days. they got park hopper passes. im jealous. They spent their honymoon in disney, so its like their second honymoon or something i dont know. I want to do something really great for them. I've been waiting for their 25th for years, is this weird? Now that its here, i dont know what to do! and i have zero time, i cant even maintain basic living necessities aka, food,sleep.....So tomorrow Daniela and i are driving up to o-town for the festival of the masters. we're going to meet my rentals there. And as if all this wasnt good enough, my brother is coming as well. hes bringin matt.  all add's up to quite possibly the best day of my life...if i can get about a million hours of sleep beforehand ::whew!::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG math sucks! There should be like a law or something preventing math from being taught this early...7:30, its ungoddly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my teacher needs to let class out early</content>
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    <title>Caution: This one isnt' pretty...</title>
    <published>2004-11-08T01:04:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-08T01:04:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The switchfoot concert Thursday left me in a spiritual euphoria only those who experienced it with me could understand. I knew it would last awhile, and i knew it would end. The question was how long, and how soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not your fault, dont think that it is. it was a number of things compounding to the end, and now im back where i was before, not bad not great, but nothing more. Its not your fault and im not blaming you, but you did start it, and you saw it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont appreciate your lies, and your untold secrets. Dont call me to oppologize, i dont care to listen. I knew before you said a word, your tone of voice told the story. I knew something was up the second you said her name. you didnt care to explain, but i knew. I hung up the phone perturbed...pissed off...and done. Done with trying to keep you in my close circle, done with trying to fill you in, done with with the effort of trying to make this work, because its not. You did not know this...no one did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you called me later to fill me in, on the hunches i already had. you proved me right...again. You had been dating her for awhile, but i never heard her name till just then...some kind of best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont appreciate the way you got on my case for questioning you. When later you did exactly what i figured you'd do. You punked out again, and i could have really been screwed, but on top of it all you lied. you should have told me the truth when i asked you, instead of making me feel wrong for inquiring. Im sorry if youve taught me that i have to watch my back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont appreciate the way i tried so hard, and put up with so much...to have you end it like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are, at the end of this little rant and ramble. I think its important to note that I'm not mad for what you are doing. by all means, i support whatever endeavor you deem necessary. But if you respected me at all as a person and a friend, I should not have found out this way. You disrespected me in the way you didnt want to tell me about her, in the way you decided to when you were having problems, im sorry buddy but im holding no sympathy. You disrespected me when you lied, and then decided to tell me the truth...does your concience feel better? cuz ive felt like crap all weekend. i never expected that from you...after all that we've been through and talked about, you throw it away in an instant, along with my respect. I know thats why you didnt tell me. i know thats why you lied. I know you didnt want to hurt me or worry me. I thought you would know better, with all the times you asked me to just be up front and honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont applogize, dont reply. I dont care to listen right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is making it easier on you....really.</content>
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    <title>This is a real letter sent to Kerry...</title>
    <published>2004-11-08T01:02:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-08T01:02:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear Senator Kerry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it has become clear that you will probable be the Democratic nominee for President, I have spent a great deal of time researching your war record and your record as a professional politician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is simple, you aspire to be the Commander in Chief who would lead my sons and their fellow soldiers in time of war. I simply wanted to know if you possess the necessary qualifications to be trusted in that respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I belong to a family of proud U.S. veterans. I was Captain in the Army Reserve, my father was a decorated Lieutenant in World War II, and I have four sons who have either served, or are currently serving in the military. The oldest is an Army Lieutenant still on active duty in Afghanistan after already being honored for his service in Iraq. The youngest is an E-4 with the military police. His National Guard unit just finished their second tour of active duty, including six months in Guantanamo Bay. My other two sons have served in the National Guard and the Navy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In looking at your record I found myself comparing it not only to that of my father and my sons, but to the people they served with. My father served with the 87th Chemical Mortar Battalion in Europe. They landed on Utah Beach and fought for 317 straight days including the Cherbourg Peninsula, Aachen, the Hurtgen Forest, and the Battle of the Bulge. You earned a Silver Star in Vietnam for chasing down and finishing off a wounded and retreating enemy soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father won a Bronze Star for single handedly charging and knocking out a German machine gun nest that had his men pinned down. You received three purple hearts for what appears to be three minor scratches. In fact you only missed a combined total of two days of duty for these wounds. The men of my father’s unit, the 87th, had to be admonished by their commanding officer because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It has been brought to our attention that some men are covering up wounds and refusing medical attention for fear of being evacuated and permanently separated from this organization…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also a common problem for seriously wounded soldiers to go AWOL from hospitals in order to rejoin their units. You used your three purple hearts to leave Vietnam early. My oldest boy came home from Iraq with numerous commendations and then proceeded to volunteer to go to Afghanistan and from there back to Iraq again. My sons and father have never had anything but the highest regard and respect for their fellow soldiers. Yet, you came home to publicly charge your fellow fighting men with being war criminals and to urge their defeat by the enemy. You even wrote a book that had a cover which mocked the heroism of the U.S. Marines who raised the flag on Iwo Jima. Our current crop of soldiers has a philosophy that no one gets left behind; and they have practiced that from Somalia to the battlefields of the Middle East. Yet as chairman of a Senate committee looking into allegations that many of your fellow servicemen had been left behind as prisoners in Vietnam, you chose to defend the brutal Vietnamese regime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You even went so far as to refer to the families of the POWs and MIAs as Professional malcontents, conspiracy mongers, con artists, and dime-store Rambos. As a Senator you voted against the 1991 Gulf War, and have repeatedly voted against funds to supply our troops with the best equipment, and against money to improve out intelligence capability. I find this particularly ironic since as a Presidential candidate you are highly critical of our pre-war intelligence in Iraq. However, you did vote to authorize the President to go to war, but have since proceeded to do everything you can to undermine the efforts of our government and our troops to win. Is this what our fighting men and women can expect of you if you are their Commander in Chief? Will you gladly send them to war, only to then aid the enemy be undermining the morale of our troops and cutting off the weapons they need to win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our country is at war Senator, and has been the case in every war since the American Revolution, a member of my family is serving their country during the war. Now you want me to trust you to lead my sons in this fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Senator, but when I compare your record to those who have fought and died for this nation, and are currently fighting and dying, the answer is not just no, but Hell No!</content>
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    <title>.......this hurricane is a nuisance....</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T21:53:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">is it bad that i want to get back on czmpus??? im going nuts!</content>
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    <title>today....</title>
    <published>2004-09-04T23:14:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-04T23:14:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mae-Destination Beautiful</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today i learned "run" by snow patrol on my guitar...what a beautiful song. i am an addict.  also learned some radiohead, switchfoot, and reliant K...on this extended amount of time sitting around the house waiting for Frances to come take me away.  Linz i have a song for you that i think will make you giddy. remind me to let you listen.  how can i be so bored when i have so much to do??  I guess because i really dont want to do any of those things....sigh...i wish i had my adobe software. i ordered it yesterday and i cant wait to get it. but i wont have it until i get back to school...which since frances decided to take its good sweet time...looks like it wont be until tuesday at least. blah. right in time to hand in my math homework that i dont have the book to do....meh.</content>
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    <title>Freakin Francis.....</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T01:55:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T01:55:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yes so today class was cancelled after 12 20pm due to freaking hurricane frances.... ill admit im only upset cuz i had to go to all my classes lol...and i dont have class on fridays anyway...so this hurricane bit didnt really give me a break....in fact it made more work for me...as all my brutha and sista RA's can account for. but it worked out. and all is well. and im sitting at home...again.....i wish the hurricane wasnt coming honestly, cuz then i could go to work tomorrow...and make money...and work on my school crap....and not be home for yet another weekend in a row. i guess i really dont mind too much...i enjoy home very much. Just didnt want to make the drive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people got the heck out of dodge...it was like the last day of school or something....but quite a few stayed...and for those of you i wish you the best of luck...and i hope you dont regret it...you're in my prayers.  You know it was like i was telling Simpson today...its really easy for us to take this hurricane very lightly....heck i usually do all the time...just cuz we never get hit, we never get anthing more than a nice afternoon shower.  But that doesnt mean it never will happen.  It only takes one time...and if this time is that time...i definantly want to be with my family. And so I am here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note:  I saw Mike Anthony in the caf this afternoon...and the caf was serving egg burgers....what the crap is an egg burger?? yea i dont know either...so i went up to Mike to see if his being a senior with more "caf experience" than i...might have insight.  So i says to him..."i have a question"&lt;br /&gt;in his head he was thinking "yes i do" and "yes i will marry you" and well....it came out "yes i will do you...." wait...lol&lt;br /&gt;i cracked up...he got embarrassed i think...but it was so great.&lt;br /&gt;he came by and appologized later....which was really nice and considerate...and then he explained what he meant to say...&lt;br /&gt;Mike Anthony amuses me every day of my life.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linz....we for SERIOUS need to make a date!!! i need snow patrol!!</content>
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    <title>retroschik @ 2004-08-31T21:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T01:54:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T01:54:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yes maam! im back online....and i think everything is working now finally except my id still. yea something has been broken or malfunctioning ever since i got back to school...my phone...my printer...my id still wont swipe into my building but thats ok cuz im an RA and my key lets me in the front door....but technicallly i dont think its supposed to..."shhh!" lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew! so the first day of classes has come and let me tell you...it wasnt all that exciting.&lt;br /&gt;however i did get a good workout at the gym and that is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVE NEVER SEEN SO MANY FLYERS IN MY LIFE! where am i going to put all these...my window now looks like a bilboard for the wellness center....wait..it is...</content>
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    <title>España</title>
    <published>2004-07-03T23:38:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-03T23:38:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YES! i am updating! I cant believe i just spent a month in spain. the most fabulous month of my life. it was truely an amazing trip. everything, every moment of every day rocked my socks off, except for the dog poo.  God really did amazing things during my stay there. He showed me so many new things, understanding and discovering new aspects of His person. I grew so much...it was incredible.  The relationships that were made, and deepend by this trip are so awesome! I am so blessed and grateful. I think we all came home different then when we left. Our (well mine anyway) patriotism has never been so high...until they charged me to change money in New York. grrr. they dont do that in madrid folks.  I didnt get to see the statue of liberty. i was hoping to be able to see it flying into JFK. there was too much fog.   I got to see our school from the airplane! It was the coolest thing ever! we passed over it on the way to Tampa. i spazzed like a giddy school girl. I could see the pool and panhellenic, and the auditorium... it was neat. however, i got the flu on the day of finals. that was not cool. so i spent the rest of that day and all of friday in bed. it sucked cuz i didnt get to go with ash mike and jessie on friday. ok, more later, i have to bounce for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! ok back now.  I dont think Im going to say everything I have to say about the trip, because it would be so insaneo long.  Just know that I was blessed beyond belief. I got the best roomie, and the best mom to stay with. she cooked us the best food, i will forever remember her, and the paella, and "solo musica!" lol. the spainish music channel that ash and i got addicted to watching.  I cant wait to write her and send her pics of my family.  I also cant wait to hear from her. her daughter was pregnant with twins when we left. so i cant wait to hear how that turns out. i would love to go visit spain again. and visit my spanish mom in Alicante.  to keep it short, informative, and interesting, i think ill just list some key differences that I noticed about Spain...and just some neat fyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain has the most wicked good ice cream, and its made right there in alicante, and shipped all over the rest of spain.  its completely home made, and puts marble slab to shame. they have neat flavors that we've never heard of over here. ( so of course i had to try them all ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain has tons of stray cats that flock along the rooftops like birds...and everyone and their mother's cousin owns a dog or 2 or 3, and they are always out walking them. and they poop whereever they please.  i think spain has special "ugly breeding" cuz they were the funkiest dogs ive ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain is metro glam to the max. everyone is going to prom, or to the set of Zoolander everyday of their life. and it only gets worse at night.  they take great care in how they look, from how skinny they are to how their shoes match their belt, which match their 10 bracelets and so on.  even the guys...yes boys, take a lesson.  The style there was either very nice dressed up, or metro glam rock with a hint of 80's cheese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most things are on average more expensive, especailly chocolate and anything American, however there is no sales tax there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people walk and drive mo-peds, which they feel free to park anywhere. those that drive have very small cars, such as the "smart car" which i have a picture of if you go to my site.  A lot of people take the bus, which is made by mercedes, and be careful of them, bus drivers are insane. they will run you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone smokes...anywhere they like. in the bank, in the mcdonalds, wherever they have the need.  this goes for the dogs too. its not unusual to take fluffy shopping, or to pay the bills.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eat less, they are skinnier, they dance, they drink, they have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dont sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dont care so much about making money as they do enjoying their life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this accounts for the fiesta they have every afternoon. yes the fairytale is true. at 2 pm the stores close, people get off work, because thats the hour of eating, thats when they have lunch, and they take a good 2 or 3 hours to do it, and then they MIGHT open again at 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and best of all THERE IS NO RAP IN SPAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres the link to veiw my digie pics of spain &lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/alittleaurora"&gt;http://photos.yahoo.com/alittleaurora&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>retroschik @ 2004-04-25T02:39:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-25T06:36:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-25T06:36:02Z</updated>
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    <title>the good, the bad, and well, the bad</title>
    <published>2004-04-25T05:50:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-25T05:50:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, tonight was the Tau Alpha Rho Alpha surprise 'event' that Jake Mike and Sam planned.  We were supposed to meet at the circle drive at midnight.  Well, earlier today, Ash caught Sam and Jordan filling water balloons....yea..."hey sam, what are those for..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo we thought it would be super fun to beat them at their own game, so we got water balloons and shaving cream, and waited to ambush the boys.  It worked, and it was so fun. we had a great fight  That was the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, safety happened to discover what was going on, so we decided it would be a good idea to split.  Unfortunately, it was Tara and I who were carrying all the evidence, and were at the back of the group, so we got cornered, and everyone else got away.  busted....that is the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to find the others, and we took an indirect route incase safety tried to follow us and catch the others.  We hid out in Steve-o's room for a bit and watched aquabats, which was fun...but we couldnt find anyone else...the were gone, and no one was answering phones. Tara and I did not have keys, we were locked out of the doorm at 1:30 in the morning.  That was well, the bad.  We finally were rescued by an AOPi who happend to be leaving the building.  and here i am, not sleepy, not happy, kinda just bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See aimee, this is the kinda thing that happens when you take a break from school work for once in your life to have a little fun with your friends.....</content>
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    <title>retroschik @ 2004-04-22T22:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-23T02:45:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-23T02:45:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"whos line"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yourgoodfriend/1041831567_ebutpsycho.gif" border="0" alt="cute but psycho"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are the cute but psycho happy bunny. You&lt;br&gt;adorable, but a little out there. It's alright,&lt;br&gt;you might not have it all, but there are worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/which%20happy%20bunny%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which happy bunny are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>what goes around never comes around...to you</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T17:07:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T17:07:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>good stuff</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ya baby! only 2 more days of dirty ole class...and tomorrow i only have ONE yeeees. and its not until 12 30 yeeeeees. that will be B E A UTIFUL.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guess what i found out today...apparently, back when ole Frank Loyd was getting ready to build the Guggenheim Museum....he wanted to do it right here....on FSC campus.  It was going to go down the slope and where Lake Hollingsworth Dr. is right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...the City of Lakeland did not approve, and so F.L.W. packed up and took his project to New York, the current capital of artistic culture, and home to the world renowned Guggenheim Museum/School of art.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry, and throw something out the window...myself.  Do you realize the cultural significance of this!!! OMG!!! to think that the Guggnheim could be right next door to me, and i could be attending school at one of the most highly recognized schools of artistic significance, in the center of a cultual hub....it baffles me...i cant comprehend how things could/would have been, if some STUPID lakeland city officials hadn't been so...well...STUPID!!! gah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand some of you may not be familiar with the Guggenheim.   Lets just say it would be like haveing the Louve as part of your school campus, or Broadway, etc...it has monumental significance in the art world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also some guy randomly ran buck naked down the isle today at convo, wearing a mask and blowing an air horn.....interesting.....just when you thought you were having another day....</content>
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    <title>another night, another dream</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T17:06:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T17:06:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jagged Little Pill )duh</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm so excited, Eric really digs my ideas for my final, and he wants me to do TWO of them, the assignment was one poster, but he liked both of my ideas. SCORE. aaaaandd i got Jagged Little Pill!! YAY!!! this cd is so goooooood!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got grades back today baby!! A on my exam (like i expected) A on my term paper, and A (100% mind you) on my class presentation.....YEA YUH! it doesnt get much better than that folks.  Praise God, giving Him all the glory on this one, couldnt have done it with out Him.  lets see that puts me looking at a 4.0 this term ...</content>
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    <title>"Dont be a fool"</title>
    <published>2004-04-19T19:06:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-19T19:07:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>American Hi Fi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">WHEW! i feel so busy, but i havent been doing anything hahaha, well working on my photo final, and a shower...I guess its cuz ive got my head spinning with ideas....its dead week, which needs to be renamed because..#1 we still have class, #2 its the week bfor finals, so we're still very busy, if not moreso.   Anyway, my head is buzzing with ideas on what do do for my my graphics final, and how i want to put together my photo final...which is gonna be rockin btw!  (I have 4 photo pieces up in J Ro's office/gallery if any of you get the chance to stop by)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i cant wait for summer...i took a mini nap out in the sun yesterday, and it was so great (its NOT a bikini btw...Erin...lol) mm My hair is getting so LONG! its awesome.  Anyway, ive been having girlish fits lately, and its kinda scary but really fun at the same time...Linz can vouch, i scared her yesterday.  What the heck am i talking about?  I'll give you examples..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely aced my last exam thursday, and i had this extreme urge to celebrate by shopping for underwear...and then i was really excited about new underwear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now own 2...yes 2 pink belts and a matching tank...and im happy about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha o well, its cool my mom is so funny (embrace it aimee)  so i dont know...how about we talk about art, and school some more. i was talking to Erin and Tar about this last night, and the more i hear/discuss/think about it...the more i wonder about this program...i dont know. just things like Dr smith saying how 2 years ago, this program barely existed, the fact that Alexis is leaving, and Bob, the graphics head,  wants to take over some of her studio classes...plus i hear hes looking for work somewhere else...i just all seems so shakey.  Granted Eric is awesome, and i feel like i actually learn from him....and otremski is one of the smartest/talented men i have ever met....im still more and more uneasy about what im getting out of it... I mean honestly, ive done maybe 2 things so far i would actually consider keeping for my portfolio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually seriously considering looking into a university. Yes...transferring...again...lol.   Hard to please.? no....High expectations? definanatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so any of you at UF or UCF know anything about your graphics/art program?? let me know.</content>
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    <title>Just another reason of why, I will Never in my life, get a dog....</title>
    <published>2004-04-13T13:35:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-13T13:35:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Goo Goo Dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is from a radio program, a true report of an incident in Wisconsin:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy buys a brand new Lincoln Navigator truck for $42,500 and has $560 monthly payments. He and a friend go duck hunting in winter, and of course all the lakes are frozen. These two guys go out on the lake with their guns, a dog, and of course the new vehicle. They drive out onto the lake ice and get ready.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they want to make some kind of a natural landing area for the ducks, something for the decoys to float on. In order to make a hole large enough to look like something a wandering duck would fly down and land on, it's going to take a little more effort than an ice hole drill. So, out of the back of the new Navigator truck comes a stick of dynamite with a short 40-second fuse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, these two Rocket Scientists do take into consideration that they want to place the stick of dynamite on the ice at a location far from where they (and the new Navigator truck) are standing. They don't want to take the risk of slipping on the ice when they run from the burning fuse and possibly go up in smoke with the resulting blast. They light the 40-second fuse and throw the dynamite.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember a couple of paragraphs back when I mentioned the vehicle, the guns, and the dog?? Let's talk about the dog: A highly trained Black Lab used for RETRIEVING. Especially things thrown by the owner. You guessed it, the dog takes off at a high rate of doggy speed on the ice and captures the stick of dynamite with the burning 40-second fuse about the time it hits the ice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two men yell, scream, wave their arms and wonder what to do now. The dog cheered on, keeps coming. One of the guys grabs the shotgun and shoots the dog. The shotgun is loaded with #8 buckshot, hardly big enough to stop a Black Lab. The dog stops for a moment, slightly confused, but continues on. Another shot and this time the dog, still standing, becomes really confused and of course terrified, thinking these two geniuses have gone insane.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog takes off to find cover, under the brand new Navigator truck. The men continue to yell as they run. The exhaust pipe on the truck is still hot so the dog yelps and drops the dynamite under the truck, and takes off after his master. Then --BOOM-- the truck is blown to bits and sinks to the bottom of the lake in a very large hole, leaving the two idiots standing there with this "I can't believe this happened" look on their faces.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The insurance company says that sinking a vehicle in a lake by illegal use of explosives is not COVERED. He still had yet to make the first of those $560.00 a month payments!!!</content>
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    <title>this post...was actually made last Wednesday heh heh...not that it really means anything;</title>
    <published>2004-04-11T20:58:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-11T20:58:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hellogoodbye is rocking my socks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am the busiest person i know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been wanting to update, but theres really not much to say, except that ive been working my arse off non-stop since last Mondayish....and im finally able to breathe, but not much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am SO thankful for no school friday...and that im going home...although that doesnt mean i can just chill. i still have a lot to do.  (Term paper, presentation, and critique Tuesday, exam Thursday, plus final projects that i have to be continuously working on...)  School = my life for the next 2 weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to see Cory this weekend ;) wheeee!</content>
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    <title>interesting....at least its w/johnny the hottie!!</title>
    <published>2004-04-06T02:52:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-06T02:55:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>a basketball game?....</lj:music>
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    <title>SERVERS SUCK!</title>
    <published>2004-04-02T03:47:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-02T03:47:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none, roomie is watching a movie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i havent updated in a while for a couple reasons....i am insaneo busy....like to a rediculous level...and #2, my computer got blocked from the server....so i had to get that all straitend out and "whew" im just glad to be back. (it better not happen again!) It made me realize just how much i have grown to depend on the internet, its like nicotine.  That kinda disturbed me.  I think this summer im going to fast from the media for a while, and just do some real meditation on things that matter, and reconnect with God, my art, my own music, my self -in further discovering who i am in christ, who God made me to be, where I am and where I am going....</content>
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