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  <title>Camaro's rule</title>
  <subtitle>You know you wish you had one</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-05-29T14:20:34Z</updated>
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    <title>roozilla @ 2006-05-30T07:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-29T14:20:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-29T14:20:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="width: 400; text-align: center; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0; margin-left: 0; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #7F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Territorial surfers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle I Limbo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 10; margin-left: 10; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #8F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yuppies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle II Whirling in a Dark &amp; Stormy Wind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 20; margin-left: 20; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #9F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arrogant pricks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail &amp; Snow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 30; margin-left: 30; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #AF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flaming homos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle IV Rolling Weights&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 40; margin-left: 40; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #BF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: solid none; border-color: black; background: white; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;"&gt;River Styx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 50; margin-left: 50; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #CF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheaters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle VI Buried for Eternity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: solid none; border-color: black; background: white; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;"&gt;River Phlegyas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 60; margin-left: 60; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #DF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bush pigs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle VII Burning Sands&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 70; margin-left: 70; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #EF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad drunks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 80; margin-left: 80; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angry drunks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle IX Frozen in Ice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gaydeceiver.com/misc/hell/" style="color: red;"&gt;Design your own hell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:roozilla:8786</id>
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    <title>Oh well</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T23:36:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-12T23:36:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think LJ's been sacked for MySpace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post here every once in a while I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~Vic-Man</content>
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    <title>roozilla @ 2005-02-20T19:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-21T02:46:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-21T03:07:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"AHHHHHHHH!"&lt;br /&gt;____|\________\o/______/|_________</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:roozilla:8264</id>
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    <title>YAAHHHHOOOOOOO!</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T09:03:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T09:03:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a car I got a car I got a car!&lt;br /&gt;It's a Holden Commodore Berlina!&lt;br /&gt;(Which means it's got power everything, and is really comfy!) My brother in law sold it to me since he got my sister a car for her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAA!</content>
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    <title>Birthday parties rock</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T08:55:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-13T08:55:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Especially when you're of legal age to drink in pubs and night clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my sister had a birthday lastnight, a bunch of us went and hit up a buncha night clubs and bars. It was great. From what I remember she and my brother in law left around 2:30 in the morning. I got home about 4. &lt;br /&gt;But while I was there my boss (who's a long time friend of both my brother in law and sister) was having some problems with his girl, seems as though some of her friends from Sydney had come up and she fell back into some old habbits. He asked if I could take over his shift the next day. I said sure, heck it's another couple hundred. I get home, go to sleep, wake up three hours later in a bit of a haze and go to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dragging ass most of the day, then something happened that jump started my day!&lt;br /&gt;We have a show out here called "My resteraunt (rules)". it's kind of like a reality tv show where a few groups of people all over Australia are trying to become resteraunt owners and stuff, they go against eachother. The chefs went into this training school, and guess who's working as one of the head guys on the show in there?! None other than my oldest brother in Bondi. He's been working at a bunch of upstanding resteraunts and night clubs doing tons of stuff. He's won tons of awards, so they got him on there. I sat up and about yelled "Fuck! That's Scott!" it scared the shit out of the dude I was working with.... Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up my day, probably gonna go to bed early tonight because I've got another shift tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>My first 8 hours in the Army recruiting center</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T07:35:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T07:35:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It all went well, I'm kind of down a bit, but trying to keep a positive attitude. It could have been worse, a lot worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the big aptitude test, and psych test. I scored top in the class. My recruiter said that I was well into Officer range. I was happy about that, very happy. The only down side (for me) is that Psychology isn't offered as one of the classes to take there. So then I'm told that I can go to the RMC (Royal Military College) to become an Intelligence Corps Officer. From there I can also take a Psychology course and it'll be paid for. The other route I can take is enlisting as a Psych Evaluator since I'm already qualified to do that. I'd be able to take a Psych course just as I would be as an officer, but it'd take way longer to do, and there aren't any guarantees of me becoming an officer later on. The good side of that is I can get in right away where as I'd have to wait till May to get into the RMC to become an officer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the 'it could have been worse' part though. I made friends with two guys who were enlisting. One of them was becoming a driver. (About the slowest job in the military that isn't pushing paper) He was a good kid, really stressing over it, and couldn't keep his legs from bouncing he was so nervous. He told me that his parents as well as most of his family told him that he couldn't do it, and he wouldn't amount to anything. He ended up only answering 53/100 questions on the test in the 40 minutes we were allowed. They said he answered most of them right, but didn't answer enough, so he'd have to come back again in six months. We all felt pretty bad for him.&lt;br /&gt;The other guy was cool, he was trying out for the Special Forces. He had the right attitude and build for it too, he could have gone far. That was about the only thing he put in for. Turns out you've got to be 25 to enter in the Special Forces division, so he didn't get in. He got 82/100 questions in the 40 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I got 97/100 in the 40 minutes, some of the questions were thinkers too haha... For the first time in a long time people referred to me as the brain, and looked up to me for my intellect rather than my TaeKwon-Do. It was a nice change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back on the 21st to get all of the other tests done. It'll be exciting. I lost $400 though :( &lt;br /&gt;The only slot they had open for the final exams were on a Monday which is one of my 24 hour shifts, and I had to give it up. Oh well, it'll all work out for the better in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Vic-Man</content>
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    <title>Where's the scat man?</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T07:59:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T08:34:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I saw it in Tracine and Blake's LJ, so I figured I'd jump the band wagon and do one too.&lt;br /&gt;(Army interview tomorrow, wish me luck!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Location now and birthplace: Townsville, Queensland and Camden Sydney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Full Name with nicknames: Vic-Man, Vic, Aussie, *sigh* Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Height: 172 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Weight: 57kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Eyes: Poop brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Hair: Blonde &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) E-mail: zephyr131@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Siblings: 2 half brothers, 1 half sister, 1 brother in law, 1 sister in law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Number of candles that appeared on last birthday cake: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Ever cheated or been cheated on: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Missed school because it was raining: Probably, I used to like sleeping in when it was raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Set any body part on fire for amusement: My leg hair a few times, and the hair on my arm from an experiment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Kept a secret from everyone: Though I try not to I sometimes do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Had an imaginary friend: My brother and sister told me I had one, but my parents said I didn't.. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Had a crush on a teacher: Well, she wasn't &lt;i&gt; my &amp;lt;\i&amp;gt; teacher, but yeah, we went to a few movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Been toilet-papering? Uno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Been toilet-papered? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Ever had a new kids on the block tape? I think I had a single given to me by someone way back in the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Piercing: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Tattoos: One down my spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Soap: Some white block of stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Color: Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Day/Night: Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Summer/Winter: Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Online Smiley: ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Lace or satin: Satin bed sheets all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Cartoon Character: Donnald Duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Who have you known the longest of your friends: Andrew Patton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) The loudest: Igor, but I don't think he means to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Who's the shyest: Chad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Who do you go to for advice? Drew, Alicia, Joey, Sterling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Who do you get the most surveys from? Tracine or Heather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Who do you cry with:I don't really cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Favorite Quote: "Never regret anything that's ever happened to you, or will happen in the future. Know that everything's a learning experience, and you wouldn't have the good things, or values you have now unless something happened in the past to cause them. Even the bad things are good, you just need to have a positive attitude about them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Cried: Closest I can remember is I let one tear slip when the plane landed in Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Cut your hair: Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Worn a skirt: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Been mean:Probably Alicia, but in a fun way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Been sarcastic: A lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Met someone new? Met one of the workers that I work with the other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Talked to someone you have a crush on: A while ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Missed someone? My friends sometimes, but I make myself busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Hugged someone: My niece earlier today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Fought with your parents: It's been a long long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Wished upon a star: I don't wish, wishes are goals that you want to just happen, you don't want to put in the effort to work at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Laughed until you cried: I was hanging out with my brother in law and sister... My Brother in law was being all fake sexy to my sister and sticking out his stomach really far while making it look like he had a double chin and posing in a door way. I laughed so hard, then he said he thought he busted one of his stomach muscles doing it and I cried I was laughing to hard&lt;br /&gt;(Edited that one, I cheated and copy/pasted Blake's to mine and just deleted his answers, but that one stayed in...oops!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Truth or Dare: More of a dare guy right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Watched a sunrise/sunset: Sun rise the other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Went to the beach at night: Can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Read a book for fun: The Da Vinci Code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) Ate a meal: Grapes right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) Are you lonely: Never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) Are you happy: Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) Are you talking to someone online: Drew, Alicia, Amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) God/Devil: God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) Love: Don't wanna be, so I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) The Big Bang Theory: Stranger things have happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) Heaven/Hell: Yup, there's got to be a balance. Life's all about the Yin and Yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) Superstition: A little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) Parent's names: Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) Who named you? My father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) When was the last time you showered? About 30 minutes ago when I got done running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) What was the last thing that you said online? "I feel good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) What is right next to you? A speaker and a plate of grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65) What is your computer desk made of? I don't think I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66) Last thing that you ate? Grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) Where do you want to go on your honeymoon? I don't want to get married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68) Who do you want to spend the rest of your life with? My constant feeling of happiness, and morals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69) How many people do you have on your buddy list? 104&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70) How's the weather right now? Paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71) Have you ever smoked pot? Never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72) What did you do last night? Laundry, and DL'd a TON of music, the RIAA can't get me down here hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73) What's the best feature about the same sex then about opposite sex? guys: Guys: If they're friendly and don't take me as a threat. Girls: Eyes, personality, intellect, humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74) Like video games? Been stuck into Baulder's Gate haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75) Like board or card games? Risk mofo! Texas holdem, but they don't have that here so I'm turning towards black jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76) Dream car? 2002 Camaro SS (Half way there baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77) Future goals? To be accepted into the Army as an officer as well as ADFA where I will attain my Psychology degree and put it to good use through out the remainder of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78) What kind of music do you like? Pretty much anything but Country, and Emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79) Movie/s: I saw Me Myself &amp; Irene the other day, but fav would probably be Top Gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80) Favorite Holiday: AUSTRALIA day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81) Bedtime right now: Heh because of work about 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82) Do you dance fast or slow? Slow dancing is da best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83) Are you too shy to ask someone out? Nope, life's too short to waste, and you don't want to ever wonder "what if?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84) If you could change your name, what would it be? My middle name wouldn't be Sean, it'd be Jergen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85) Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86) Ever been in love? I dunno what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87) What is the stupidest thing you have ever done? Done a burn out and stripped most of my tire bald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88) What will your first son's name be? Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89) First daughter? Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90) Favorite drink? Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91) Do you like scary or happy movies better? Scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92) On the phone or in person? In person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93) Birthday: 17th of Aug 1985 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94) Attempted suicide? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95) Burn out or fade away: Burn out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96) How much do you love your field of work 1-10, 10 being the best? 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97) Have you traveled to other countries, if yes where? Mexico, America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98) Car crash? Twice, once with Anne because she's an idiot, and another time when some bimbo rear ended me infront of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99) Croutons or Bacon Bits: Croutons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100) 2 doors or 4 (on a car): 2 door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101) Do you smoke: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102) Coffee or Coffee Ice cream? Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103) Do you have stuffed animals? Not in Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104) Dumper or dumpee? Dumper, even though it kinda sucks sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105) Salad dressing? Caesar, or balsamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106) Color of socks?: White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107) Lucky Number: Either 5 or 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109) Why?: 5's always been my favourite number, but 21 was the date when I got my tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110) Favorite Place to be kissed: Lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111) Foods: Either a pineapple or mango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112) Day of the Week: Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113) What songs playing at the moment?: Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114) TV show: In Australia? Probably The Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115) Online Word or Phrase: I don't really have any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116) Book: All But My Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117) Restaurant: Filly-B's.... I miss that place so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;118) Flowers: Yellow snap dragons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119) Least Favorite Subject: My mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120) Alcoholic Drink: Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121) Sport to Watch: TaeKwon-Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;122) Type of ice cream: GREEN Mint choc chip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123) What would you most like to see at a Zoo Exhibit: The snakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124) Sesame Street Character: Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125) Fast Food Restaurant: Filly-B's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;126) When was your last hospital visit? 10th grade I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127) Do you smoke? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;128) What color is your bedroom's carpet: Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129) Are you traditional, Contemporary or Country? Traditional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130) What was the name of your childhood blanket? Blankee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131) How many times did you fail your Permit and/or Drivers License test? None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;132) What do you think of Ouija boards? Stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;133) Plans in ten years? In the Army as a Major livin it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134) Who is the last person that you got mail from? The Queensland Gov't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135) Have you ever been convicted of a crime? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136) Which single store would you choose to max your credit card if you have or had one? Adamant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137) What do you do most often when you are bored? Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138) What words or phrases do you overuse?: lol probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139) Name the persons that you are friends with that live the farthest away from you? All of my American friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140) Most annoying thing is: People who don't know their true potential and give up without really trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141) Best thing: Really knowing what freedom is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142) Are you more an optimist or pessimist? Optimist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143) War or peace? Peace, but war's in human nature :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;144) What are you most thankful for? All of my friends, my family, and the experiences I've had through life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145) Are you religious? Not like I used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;146) If yes to 145 then how are you religious? Caring for those who can't do it themselves, always being there for people when they need it, and keeping up my morals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;147) If yes to 145 and if you follow a particular religion/s then what religion/s do you follow? Catholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;148) What qualities do you look for in a relationship? Right now, and in the near to mid future I have no plans for a relationship of any kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;149) What was your most embarrassing moment? Finished a pattern in a big tournament facing the wrong way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150) What is the most stupid or dangerous thing you have ever done or said? I took a 10 mph turn going 45 in 2nd gear while accelerating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;152) What traits and/or qualities are you currently working on about yourself? Enlightenment, self actualization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;153) (mental, physical, emotional, or spiritual) &amp;lt;--In what order are would you place these words to express yourself? They all go hand in hand, you can't have any without the other to lead a happy life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;154) What color is the sky in your world? Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;155) What's your biggest pet peeve? Seeing people I care about put themselves down or call themselve stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;156) If you do, how often do you masturbate? Well everyone DOES, but it's been a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;157) If you could live one day in the opposite sex's body would you? I'd lock myself in a room and have fun allllll day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;158) What makes you laugh? Drew, Farts... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;159) Are you addicted to anything? Exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160) Are you a night or day person? Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;161) Who has been the greatest influence on your life so far? My father, John and David Karstadt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;162) If your house was burning down and you had time to rescue one thing (not a person) what would it be? My CPU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;163) Is the glass half full or half empty? Always full... Unless it's beer, then it's empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;164) What talent do you not have, that you wish you had? I don't wish to  have anything more than I have now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165) In one word how would your best friend describe you? I dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;166) What's your greatest achievement? Becoming who I am today, and overcoming Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;167) When were you most happy? While being with my friends, or in the ring at a tournament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;168) If you could go back in time, where would you go? Scottsdale Arizona about 7 or 8 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;169) Do you like to cook? Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170) What meal of the day is you favorite? Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171) Do you like to dress up? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;172) What is your favorite season? Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;173) What form of art most fascinates you? Post Modern Impressionism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;175) If you had one day to live before you pass on what would you do or say: I'd get out the list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished at 5:55 pm Weds&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>An honest man has nothing to fear...</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T10:37:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T10:37:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I found out how fast a dude strung out on speed can run, and for how long when he doesn't want to get in trouble today! Interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wednesday 24 hour shift went as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at 8:30 am to take over Aalden's shift, upon arrival I noticed that the person I was supposed to be taking care of wasn't there. Aalden informed me that he'd run away some time early that morning, or late at night. I sat around till about 9:30 to wait incase he came back, then I got a call. A very feminine voice came on over it, and informed me that he wouldn't be coming home till around 7 pm. I said very well mate, where are ya? I was told that I wasn't to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well... So I looked at the call register since 'Gay Pride Australia' wasn't smart enough to call from an unregistered number while absconding. I called up da boss and told him the situation. He said no worries, go home and check on the house every hour or two till 7 to make sure he's home. I then told him that I had the number where he called me from. (He was so proud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm walking home (I live about three blocks away from this guy which is kinda scary) the phone rings. "Care &amp; Respite, this is Victor speaking" Then... The voice of a very angry flaming homosexual comes across on the other line... "If you or the boss call this phone again I'm going to call the police!" *click* So I chuckle to myself since if he called the police he'd be the only one in trouble as we were just doing our jobs. (I wasn't to know where he was because when that happens he's either prostituting himself, on drugs, or both) Threats make me mad, but empty ones for some reason agitate me even more.&lt;br /&gt;I called up the boss again to report it. When he goes off the hook we have to report it. We both had a bit of a chuckle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home, I'm relaxing, I'm listening to some music... The phone yet again rings... "Care &amp; Respite, this is Victor speaking" The voice of the flamer once again, this time in agitated distress with a hint of trickery! "Victor, I need to ask you a question! Do the workers need papers to enter my house?" I then explained to him that since we're under contract with the state of Queensland, as well as a judge, and his parents that we don't need papers to enter his residence. When asking how he was doing and if he was planning to return I got the drama queen hang up. So I figure he's doing ok, I walk back to the couch to return to my music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I check on the house a few times, each visit makes me sick to my stomach. Upon entering the house I notice that there are condom wrappers scattered over the floor, the kitchen is disgusting due to butter left out over night, and many many particles of food left to sit on the counter. (This is regular, Mr. Limp Wrist waits for us to go to sleep up in the carer's room before he decides to get bored and destroy his house) I also notice that there are broken light bulbs over the floor. I grab a broom, sweep up the glass, and other junk on the floor, toss some of the rubbish lying around out, and sweep the condom wrappers into a corner so I wouldn't have to see, or touch them. Once he got home it was time to turn from Mrs. Dirty into Mr. Clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go home again to return to my relaxation. As I arrive back home I get another call... "Care &amp; Respite, this is Victor Speaking..." A shrill pain entered my ear.... "Victor, I won't be coming home at all tonight, I'm staying with a client." Before I have time to tell him that he needs to consider his options, and be aware that he can catch diseases, among other things the phone was yet again hung up. (In situations like this our hands are tied.. He's an independent so he can make his own choices... While the law and his parents tell us that he's not to do any of this he got himself a lawyer behind our backs. The lawyer (in his self righteous scum of the earth defense attorney way) informed us that since his cliant was over 18 he could make his own choices, to hinder him from doing so would be grounds for removal from the company. Catch 22 anyone? So again I call up my boss, and inform him of the situation. He understands as this happens every other week. He tells me to go home and get some rest, and to return in the morning so that I can be relieved of my shift. (All the while I'm still getting paid) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while I decide that I need to stop my session of relaxation and go for a 6k run. I'm feeling pretty good as I'm able to keep up a run the whole way without getting winded after stopping. Running always makes me happy. I'm walking home enjoying the fresh pre thunderstorm air, and tropical Queensland flora. As I walk up the stairs to my house I hear something, it sounds like my name.. I shrug it off and shut the door. Then I hear it again. Yes, this is definitely my voice being called. I open the door to behold... The nightmare of my day... The rainbow warrior was standing at my door. He was walking around the neighborhood and went in to pat my next door neighbour's dog. Had I of had half a brain I would have said something like "I've been looking all over for you, get back to your fucking house right now!" But I didn't. I was taken by surprise. I asked if he was ok, and he nodded as best he could while stoned. I told him I was going to go take a shower as I'd just run. He said he was going to go back to his cliant's house. Now he knows where I live. It doesn't scare me seeing as how he's 90 lbs. if that, and couldn't fight his way out of a soggy paper bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to bed later on still somewhat rattled. The alarm's been set, and I'm happy that the day's behind me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alarm wakes me up in the morning, I jump out of bed ready to go. Hope in a nice cold shower, get dressed, eat a sammich for breakfast, and head on over. Waiting there for me are my boss and a lovely worker who I'd done many shifts with in the past with other people. It was her first shift, so the boss was talking her over things, especially since he was pulling all this crap. We get to talking, I relieve the boss, and show her the ropes. We talk for a bit, getting back to all the times with the other cliants. Then... It happens... We notice that the window had been kicked in. There's no more glass as all of the old stuff had been broken. This was plexi glass... Dunked in a vat of acid, and used as an atom bomb target this might have cracked or splintered in some way. Apparently while in his state the night before he'd lost his keys and kicked it in. No plexi glass was broken, but the frame was bent so badly that Oprah wouldn't have made a sound getting through. We looked through the house, he was nowhere to be found. But he'd made more of a mess while staying. I wrote up an incident report, and a loss/damage report for the window. (Lots of paper work in my field) He's still nowhere to be found. I go home when the other worker felt like she was ready to go solo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some chores done, did some laundry, and cleaned. Then I got to wondering how the other worker was doing. I made my way over to the house to check. When I got to the door the worker was just leaving. She'd cleaned his entire downstairs. This was an amazing feat. I told her that no other worker would dare tackle that unless Queer Bait was present. Then it happened to her... It was like watching a soldier fall in the field... She got the call. We now needed to go to the train station to pick up Mr. Flamer. She asked if I would join her, so I agree to go. I've nothing better to do, and I need to chat with him about yesterday's choices. As we arrive the Backdoor Bandit is very surprised to see me. He hops in the car and we drive home. I explained that what occured the previous day was unacceptable, and that it won't happen again. My co worker also explained that a woman of her age shouldn't have to clean up such a mess, and that even out of common if not public health that the house should be kept clean for not only himself, but the other workers. The Tea Bagging Terror seemed somewhat remorseful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive back to the house and I examine the window for possible ways to fix it. The outlook was grim. &lt;br /&gt;While doing so Drugs McFeelshimself took a shower. The other worker told me that while cleaning she came across some drugs left in the open. She had told him that he'd better come to take care of it in a ploy to get him to come home, but it was insited that the worker keep it as he was going to be on meth amphetamines during the trip to Brisbane that he would be taking later that day. This wasn't suprising. As Tutti Frutti was coming down from his shower a car pulled up, it was the boss. Never have I seen anyone move toward the door that fast. The boss saw him run, and asked what had happened. The best we could figure is that due to the window being kicked in Mr. $2 ho had been afraid of getting into trouble. The boss thought this was very funny, and went to go find him. The only reason he'd come was to say good bye, and discuss him needing to take care of himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Queen came home soon after the boss had left, and then bolted again. He was about to miss his train so I bolted after him. This leads to the start of the update. He sprinted over a quarter of a mile flat out with me hot on his heels. The thought of tackling, or ankle tapping him had crossed my mind, but if he were to be injured I'd be responsible. Keeping just on him I told him that he'd miss his train, and that he needed to pick up his luggage. The sprint wasn't all futile, I found out where his druggie friends resided. So now I can show up there and drag him out if need be. I stop as he runs inside, and walk back to the carer's house. (Had I of entered the reidence I would have been trespassing, and might have enticed a fight which was sad because I wouldn't mind beating every single person in that house to a bloody pulp) I turn to walk back and the landscaper at the house two doors down asked if he'd stolen something from me. I said no, I'm his carer and he's about to miss his train. This coming from a 19 year old tearing after a 21 year old might have been looked upon with some apprehension in the States, but not here. I get back, and about five minutes later the a sorry looking still out of breath figure comes inside. I stood up and told him that I love running, but if he &lt;i&gt; ever &lt;/i&gt; made me run after him again that there would be serious consequences, and that I'm his worker, I look after him, not try and hurt him. The pathetic figure nods slowly and goes for his drink. We then get in the car to go to the train station. Ten minutes later the ugly woman, or very feminine man (it's still being decided) sitting behind me in the back seat is still puffing and panting. This made me wonder why he kept running (as out of shape as he is) well after most normal people would give up. He had clearly gone over and beyond his body's limits as he was struggling to even speak. I supposed that it was the meth he'd been smoking the previous night, and morning. It was comical though. All that extra work on my day off. It seems as though the days I'm not working are more interesting than the days I am working sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to point out that the use of names when referring to him was just in jest as the post was very long, and I figured it might add a bit of laughter to such a time consuming read. When he's on his good weeks he is very nice to work with, and I enjoy the hours. When he wants to be he can be a good kid, it's the other times that worry us. I hope you guys had as much fun reading it as I did experiencing it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ~Vic-Man</content>
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    <title>Stole it.... oops</title>
    <published>2005-01-31T22:33:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-31T22:33:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fill this out, and maybe I'll do the same for you... If you're lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Where did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;2: How did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;3: What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;4: Do you still hold that impression today?&lt;br /&gt;5: What reminds you most of me?&lt;br /&gt;6: What's one thing you dislike about me?&lt;br /&gt;7: What's one thing you like about me?&lt;br /&gt;8: Do I have a favorable talent?&lt;br /&gt;9: How long have you known me?&lt;br /&gt;10: What's your favorite memory with me in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's a bit of a one sided question thing, but I'm feeling narcissistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~Vic-Man</content>
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    <title>roozilla @ 2005-01-31T03:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-31T10:46:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-31T10:46:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h4&gt;Who's been commenting in your journal?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.99%&lt;/b&gt; of total&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;1 comments&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.49%&lt;/b&gt; of total&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;These statistics were generated using the &lt;a href="http://mpn.ath.cx/ljstats"&gt;LJ Stats Web Interface&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mpnolan' lj:user='mpnolan' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mpnolan.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://mpnolan.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mpnolan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Original idea from &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_scrapdog' lj:user='scrapdog' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://scrapdog.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://scrapdog.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;scrapdog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;b&gt;LJ Comment Stats Wizard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <title>roozilla @ 2005-01-30T20:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-31T03:25:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-31T03:25:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Recommend to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a movie&lt;br /&gt;2. a book&lt;br /&gt;3. a musical artist, song, or album&lt;br /&gt;4. a LiveJournal user not on my friends list&lt;br /&gt;5. what I should have for dinner&lt;br /&gt;6. a website&lt;br /&gt;7. a quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then put this in your LiveJournal and I'll do the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it.... do it!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:roozilla:6396</id>
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    <title>Gotta love the matrix</title>
    <published>2005-01-28T00:31:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-28T00:31:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1105251345matrix_gun.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Sci-Fi/Fantasy&lt;/b&gt;. You scored Sci-Fi/Fantasy.  Depending on the movie this might not deserve a "Congratulations", but you're interested in the future and imaginary worlds far from your own.  You probably wish you could be somebody else, or live in one of the worlds from your favourite movies.  Check out:  Lord of the Rings, Spiderman, Star Wars, The Matrix. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Sci-Fi/Fantasy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="90" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;90%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Mindfuck&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="90" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;90%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Sadistic Humour&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Drama/Suspense&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="70" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Artistic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;60%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Mindless Action Flick&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="45" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;45%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Romantic Comedy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="0" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=1389"&gt;Movie Recommendation.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>News news news...</title>
    <published>2005-01-25T10:49:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-25T10:49:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well the new house is great, I've been in it for about a week now. The boss called and told me that I'd have 8 days paid vacation because of some schedule mix ups. It's been pretty boring. I did have a chance to sort things out with the house though. Plus I got the internet back up! I signed up for ADSL, but they didn't have an open port, so they gave me a month of 56k for free. By then they should have the ADSL port up, so I'm happy. I go to work tomorrow, looking forward to it, but not looking forward to the guy I'm working with. I have a meeting with a future client though, as well as another one on Friday. The hours should still be about the same. Since I don't have my tax file number yet I'm still getting bent over with taxes... So far out of two pay checks they've taken $1,764 out. That's for a month! Since I don't have the TFN they take $.48 out of every dollar I earn. I get it back once tax time comes around though. Once I get the TFN I should be earning the full 2k a fortnight though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though the avenue to returning to the states is closing rather fast. Things aren't going so well with the parents up North, and they might not be there when I had planned to move back up there. I've been told it's better to settle down here rather than move back up there with nothing. That being the case I've looked into more secure jobs. I took the Army aptitude test today, and apparently I scored rather well. They said I should look into technical, or high ability lines. For my three choices I picked 1. Psych Examiner&lt;br /&gt;2. Commando (Yeah hahaha that actually came up since I answered the questions right, and I'm in good physical condition)&lt;br /&gt;3. Rifleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have put Leopard crewman in as my third, but I can change that once I talk with the recruiting officer on the 10th. of Feb. (Leopards are the kind of tank we use down here, they seem alright. I didn't want to go near the LAV, or APC units though) I'd be taking about a $10k pay cut a year, but they'd be paying for my housing as well as education, so I think it about evens out over time. I think the highlight of the meeting with the recruiting officer will be when he broaches the subject of choice #2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I've been told (by an American!) that I am getting my accent back. Plus I've been told that I'm turning brown. Who knew I could actually have some sort of tan?! I hope you all are having as good a time as I am. I'm looking into the cost of visits to America. (If I did join the Army I'd get a 4 week leave to do whatever I wanted, and they'd pay for my ticket out there, so that's cool)</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>*Yawn*</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T12:11:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T12:11:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I just got done with another 36 hour shift followed by a 12 the next day. It's all fun and stuff, just gets me kinda tired sometimes. Tomorrow would be the big move, but most of my stuff's over in the states, so it'll take all of an hour mwahaha. I'll get handed the first set of keys to my first home. Pretty exciting. A few co workers have friends/family in a TKD school down here, one of them does tournaments, and I'm hoping it's not a WTF school.... If in the off chance that it's not a WTF school I'll probably enroll, and start up training again. I'm losing weight, but I think it's just muscle right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in work are really looking up, (not like they were down before or anything, but they're going up another notch) two of the kids I work with love having me around. The older of the two asked that I, and only I teach him some Algebra, and Geometry before he gets back into school so he can be caught up. This means that I've got to relearn a lot of the stuff I used to do. He's just doing the basics right now, so it's a bit easier on me. The other one won't leave my hip and constantly seeks my approval. They both thought they'd have a go at me the other night though... The smaller one's about an inch shorter than I am, and weighs the same.. He's a bit spastic. The older one's 6'1, and weighs about 210. They tried to take me down while I was sitting on the couch enjoying some TV. I got the little one in a wrist lock till he tapped out, then with the big one on my back I pressed a few facial pressure points till he squealed like a little girl and gave up. It was a good laugh. Reading their files, and seeing what's gone on in their lives is tragic. Some of the things they've gone through was really horrific. Seeing them laugh and smile when we're wrestling, or they try and sneak up on me when I'm doing something makes me really happy. The boss got really shitted off that one of the workers kept changing her schedule around, so I got all of her good paying shifts. It's working out really well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... I was walking to the toilet tonight while my sister had her wax kit out for my brother in law.. Some how I got talked into getting part of the bottom of my leg waxed. Now I've got a 2" x 2" patch of baldness right above my ankle. I really thought that I'd had a bit of a tan on my legs, and was proud of it.. My thoughts about it were put to rest tonight though, seems as though no sunlight ever penetrated the phalanx of hair. Oh well. It'll probably be back in full force tomorrow though, so I'm not too worried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll not have any internet for a few days while I move into my new place, so this is Vic-Man... Signing off...</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Good news!</title>
    <published>2005-01-12T23:50:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-12T23:50:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, as the subject says I've got good news.... I got a phone call at 9 this morning saying that I'd been approved for the home I put an application in for. It's a 2 bedroom Queenslander (House on stilts) that's got a huge back yard, a big balcony, and a bar! It even comes equipped with a mother and baby possum in the outside closet. I wasn't too excited about that one, but they should be moving out when I move in. So tomorrow at 11 am I go into the reality place, and sign all the papers. Starting January 18th I'll be on my own! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot about my choices though... If I stayed here I'd be earning about ten times what I would be over in the states. I'm just out of high school making $48,000 a year (Wouldn't happen over in America. To get what I've got now I'd need an associates degree, and be atleast 21 so that the insurance would cover me driving) and staying in my own home that's $140 a week ($560 a month) which is just about what you'd get for a good flat over in America. I'm only home on Tuesdays and Thursdays because of the hours I work, and eat at work anyway, so really all of my expenses are way down. On the other hand I've got the life I lived over in America, as well as the friends, and opportunities I had. I miss my friends a lot, and down here it's looking like no TaeKwon-Do, or US/AUS TaeKwon-Do team. I have the internship I can go to over there, but it's basically the same thing I'm doing here, only I wouldn't get paid to do it. The lease on the house is only 6 months, which is around the time I'd planned on coming back to the states, and I signed on for 6 months for that reason. I guess I'll just have to think it out as the time goes on. &lt;br /&gt;I do plan on coming back to the states, it's just a matter of when. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of ironic... All through growing up I was always afraid that my friends and I would go to college, but I'd go to an in state, and everyone else would leave. In the end it was me that left, and I was all worried about nothing.</content>
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    <title>WOooohey!</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T11:50:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T11:50:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I just got back from the pub with my Uncle and his friends. I learned a very good lesson: Don't go in the deep end unless you know how to swim. In Australia we have a tradition called 'shout', a 'shout' is where you buy the drinks for everyone, so you buy the drinks, then the next person buys the drinks, and so on... So to keep in the order going I was downing my beer to try and keep up with everyone. 3 schooners and a pot later I was going pretty good. A schooner is a glass of beer which is equal to about 1 and 1/2 cans, a pot is about 1 and 1/4. I'd downed all this in about an hour and a half... Normally I would have been fine doing it, but the beer out here is a bit stronger. It tastes a whole lot better too, goes down easy, tastes great, smells good, looks good... Hell, it gives me a boner just thinking about it. Anyway, I got home and was pretty toasted.. Not drunk, but tipsy... Where you have a bit of delayed reaction for a sec, then everything's good. I'd suggest that anyone who wants to come to Australia should do it, anyone who wants to drink down here in Australia should do it, and anyone who just wants beer should leave their name, address, and some money, I'll send them some real beer.... Miller, Heinekin, Bud, and Rolling Rock doesn't have anything on this stuff, it's great. Anyway, I'm out... I hope you all are having as much fun as I am!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>roozilla @ 2004-11-20T03:31:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T10:53:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-20T10:53:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Music to some movie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">As I sit here in Australia having the time of my life in paradise a thought came to mind that always lingers somwhere in the back of my head, and shows its self when I'm having fun, or doing things I normally wouldn't. I'm 19 years of age, yesterday I was 4, and tomorrow I'll be 70. I look back upon my younger years, and it seems as though I was just there. Looking forward I know that when I'm 70 I'll look back on myself as I sit here now thinking that it was just yesterday. Whenever I've been in trouble, or pain I always told myself that it'd be over before I knew it, and I'd look back on it and it'd just be a memory. I think it's backfired, I know that everything will be over before I know it, and it'll all just be a memory which I look back on and wonder where all the time's gone. I know that no matter what I do, no matter how much fun I have, no matter how much I live while I'm alive that it'll all be over soon, and I won't have anything more than a story to show of it. Knowing or being reminded of my own mortality gives me mixed emotions of sadness, anger, and denial. Sadness that I'll soon be old and just have my memories, and hopefully led a full and happy life, anger that I am now old, and have lived something that means nothing to me, denial that it's all happened, and is over. I've heard lots of people talk about the meaning of life, some religious, some positive, some negative, and some apathetic, but I want to know what the meaning of life is, I want to know why I'm here doing things that will some day just be a memory. I want every experience this world has to offer, but I know that in the end it won't matter for anyting more than a story. I guess just having fun and living while I'm alive is my only option.</content>
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    <published>2004-11-19T00:54:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-19T00:54:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Not that anyone reads this anymore anyway, but I found this in Heather's LJ, figured I'd put it in mine too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;2. Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;3. When and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;4. How have I affected you?&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you think we will be friends?&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you hug me?&lt;br /&gt;12. Physically, what stands out?&lt;br /&gt;13. Emotionally, what stands out?&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you wish I was cooler?&lt;br /&gt;15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?&lt;br /&gt;16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;17. Am I loveable?&lt;br /&gt;18. How long have you known me?&lt;br /&gt;19. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;20. What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you think I'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;24. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;25. What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;26. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;27. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;28. When's the last time you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you?</content>
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    <title>roozilla @ 2004-10-10T20:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-11T03:29:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-11T03:29:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="5" bordercolor="red" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="12" width="300px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: webdings; font-size: 64pt; color: black;"&gt;U&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 32pt; color: black;"&gt;CAUTION&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="red" align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt; color: white;"&gt;IN THE INTEREST OF SAFETY IT IS ADVISABLE TO KEEP VIC-MAN AWAY FROM FIRE AND FLAMES.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/warning-label/warning-label.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Get your warning label"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Yeah, more of this stuff... I'm bored</title>
    <published>2004-10-11T03:25:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-11T03:25:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#006600" cellspacing="2" width="10px" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffcc" cellspacing="3" width="10px" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#006600" cellspacing="5" width="300px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Roozilla Highway&lt;table cellpadding="2" align="center" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Fame City&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Mt. Happiness&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;20&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Lake Love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;46&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Study Hall&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;102&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Confusion Lane&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;274&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Please Drive Carefully&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/roadsign/roadsign.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Get your roadsign!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/roadsign/roadsign.php"&gt;Where are you on the highway of life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tattoo</title>
    <published>2004-08-25T18:45:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-25T18:45:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, on Saturday the 21st I got a tattoo down my spine, the one that I've been waiting to get for a long time. It says TaeKwon-Do Warrior in Korean symbols, it rocks!&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing (that's funny now, but wasn't at the time) is that while he was on the second character he stops and goes "OH SHIT!". I froze, everyone spun around and looked, then he says to his co worker "Yeah, I left the print in the car" and goes back to zapping my back. I about packed my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room's very clean now, got the futon set up with the black cover on which looks really cool, my bed, and now... The couch! A love seat that folds out into a bed hehe. So my room's pimp city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends started school already, so I'm the odd one out. Most of them are mad because I won't be going to school again for another year and a half or so... Woot for Australia!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Heather has a class with Staci, that's got to be fun. I guess she dropped out of it last year when I broke up with her because of all the stress. She feeds off of drama, how mellow dramatic is that? The only good thing about the relationship is how I feel now that I'm out, and the people I met.</content>
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    <title>That sucked...</title>
    <published>2004-08-20T15:25:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-20T15:25:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I decided that since I was going to have to get up at 3 in the morning for the shuttle anyway I wouldn't go to sleep that night. I stayed up, got the shuttle, got to the air port, and thus began the worst day I've had in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get there everything's closed, so I had to sit and wait for the ticketing counter to open at 4:30, then got my stuff, went up to the terminal... Oops, they lost a plane, gotta go to a different terminal. That was ok, not much, right? So I wait there and finally 2 hours later I get on the plane. One of two cool things happened on that trip was I got to go walk out on the tramac, or whatever and get on this tiny ass plane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get there, hop a taxi to the Australian Consulate thinking everything's going to be cool.... $40 dollars later the taxi gets me to the consulate at 8. Then I go up, and the place doesn't open till 9. I wait outside for an hour, finally get in, and I'm first in line. This is the second good part... The woman who interviewed me at the consulate was hot hot hot... She had her Aussie accent too. Then it went bad again... The douche that took the passport photos did it wrong, so I've got to get new ones and mail them in. &lt;br /&gt;I left to go back to the air port, and walk up to the front dest, ask them for a taxi, but I guess they're too good to deal with taxi companies, or young people like me. So I walk outside, ask someone where I can catch a taxi at, and they give me directions... Half an hour later I'm still walking around down town LA with a book of Freud's writings in one hand, and a big manilla folder full of passport stuff in the other... How white is that? (Not a good thing where I was) Turns out the directions were wrong, and there wasn't any taxi thing anywhere... Then... A few minutes later... Behold! A hotell. (It was the Hyatt Tracine LOL!) I walk up to the cab, and another $40 later I'm back at LAX. &lt;br /&gt;I go, tell the ticket people that I've got to get home ASAP (which I could do since I'm on stand by) and that my original time was 7:45 at night. By this time it was 11:30, and their next flight out was 12:45, so I said sure!&lt;br /&gt;That one was over booked, and then there was another terminal change so I didn't really get much time to sleep... The only time I did sleep was waiting in the terminal making an ass of myself, because I'd fall asleep and 5 minutes later jump and wake up. So I ended that quick. &lt;br /&gt;Then they find a plane, I get on, and I'm home by 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Mike later that day which was cool, and we went to Wendy's, then I got home, stayed up till 5 in the afternoon, and went to bed since I'd been up around 30 hours. I figured I'd get an hour or two of sleep, but I ended up waking up at 6:30 in the morning, so it felt kinda good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black belt testing tonight, then I'm going to see Without A Paddle! Woo woo!!!!</content>
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    <title>Damn it....</title>
    <published>2004-08-19T07:42:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-19T07:42:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, America's screwing me over again.... Turns out that since I'm an Aussie citizen I have to show up in person to the consulate to get my passport... Soooo... The super shittle (lol) is coming to pick me up between 3:10, and 3:20 am for my flight, then I have to wait around in LAX for a few hours when the consulate opens at 9 or something. Then wait in line for hours, answer a zillion questions, then fly out at 7 pm haha... So I get the day in LA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missin Kurtis and Heather though, they took off for Colorado, and I biffed my last chance to see them for the next few days :(&lt;br /&gt;They seemed to be making good time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was fun though, I happily celebrated the useless age of 19. Wayne and I drove his new Grand Prix down to Tucson, and some girls we know made us taco's! That's about as far as I've gone for food, but later on... The greatest thing before going to Australia... Andrew, and Sean are taking a road trip to Missouri for the soul purpose of eating at White Castle... I'ma be there too if I'm lucky! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I've got things to meet, people to do... Later all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tracine, nothing about the you-know-what)</content>
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    <title>This is fuckin great</title>
    <published>2004-08-17T08:17:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-17T08:17:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=4748" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#000000" bgcolor="#FB6A6A" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
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    <title>Take this dammit!</title>
    <published>2004-08-13T18:56:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-13T18:56:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz_IM.php?quizname=040812225957-You~p20don~p27t~p20know~p20me~p2C~p20you~p20can~p27t~p20judge~p20me"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz_IM.php?quizname=040812225957-You~p20don~p27t~p20know~p20me~p2C~p20you~p20can~p27t~p20judge~p20me&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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