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  <title>fuck these memories</title>
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  <updated>2007-04-09T23:44:24Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tomvanallen:111326</id>
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    <title>Go on.</title>
    <published>2007-04-09T23:44:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-09T23:44:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>taking back sunday's e.p. with jessie lacie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">lately things have been real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed bands from long island are either really good or they are god awful.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tomvanallen:110880</id>
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    <title>those we perfect nights.</title>
    <published>2007-04-03T02:15:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-03T02:15:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>final fight "rage"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a summer full of perfect nights.&lt;br /&gt;and these days would never be lived again.&lt;br /&gt;nothing will ever replace all those feelings shared.&lt;br /&gt;what everything ment and what we all lost.&lt;br /&gt;our feet rarely touched the ground and our heads never touched pillows.&lt;br /&gt;its was late night drives with windows down that kept us alive.&lt;br /&gt;it was the 4 closing walls and the innocence lost.&lt;br /&gt;knowing who your friends are and knowing what you have.&lt;br /&gt;what it was like to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;and knowing we’ll never get it back.&lt;br /&gt;so wave goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;it's all gone.&lt;br /&gt;but we were there.&lt;br /&gt;and we all sang along.&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the summer of two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;easily the best summer of my life.&lt;br /&gt;the best friends i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;the greatest memories ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted the top half to be the newest hoodrich song.&lt;br /&gt;but, that wont happen.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss that summer and i miss those friends.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tomvanallen:110612</id>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2007-03-28T19:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-28T23:54:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-28T23:54:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">cleaning out a closet.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;a shoe box full of memories.&lt;br /&gt;gone.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tomvanallen:110544</id>
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    <title>things fall apart.</title>
    <published>2007-03-24T15:19:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-24T15:19:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>murs. LA.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i got my first pay check from american eagle.&lt;br /&gt;it barely covers my rent.&lt;br /&gt;im screwed.&lt;br /&gt;my credit report is really bad.&lt;br /&gt;ive got collections agencies after me from when i broke my hand.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt pay my credit card payments last month.&lt;br /&gt;all because i got fired because i liked someone.&lt;br /&gt;we werent even dating.&lt;br /&gt;i owe tiff 235$ for the electric bill due in 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;my cell phone bill is 100$ and past due by today.&lt;br /&gt;im turning my internet off when this month is up.&lt;br /&gt;and i have two loan payments coming up.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as tiff gets out of the shower im driving around and looking for jobs in the commons.&lt;br /&gt;in jess's car cause my gas light is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more importantly.&lt;br /&gt;i will not have anywhere to live come june.&lt;br /&gt;i wont be able to get an apartment in my current situation.&lt;br /&gt;my credit is too far fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called my mom last night.&lt;br /&gt;she asked how i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;i told her.&lt;br /&gt;she changed the subject.&lt;br /&gt;didnt even offer up a "hey you can move back home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome.</content>
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    <title>well...</title>
    <published>2007-03-20T02:15:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-20T02:15:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">one thing is going right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 13th. our potential first show.&lt;br /&gt;"hoodrich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 songs.&lt;br /&gt;7 complete.&lt;br /&gt;clocks in at about 11 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.intro.&lt;br /&gt;2.stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;3.(you're) undead.&lt;br /&gt;4.get'cha head right.&lt;br /&gt;5.thrashin'.&lt;br /&gt;6.bricks through windshields.&lt;br /&gt;7.fearless hipster killers.&lt;br /&gt;8.untitled...so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont give a fuck if anyone else likes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything else fucking blows.&lt;br /&gt;cept jess.&lt;br /&gt;fuck you.</content>
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    <title>do you remember when you were young?</title>
    <published>2007-03-08T02:03:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-08T02:03:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">remember when you thought the world was small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i still thought that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new bands name is hoodrich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you probably wont like us.&lt;br /&gt;thats ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to consolidate my debt, hopefully get a job with frank and then move to california next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if it means selling what i can and buying a ticket and packing what clothes i can and just going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again my birthday came and went, mom and dad didnt call.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tomvanallen:109482</id>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2007-03-01T17:58:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-01T23:02:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-01T23:02:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">no job.&lt;br /&gt;no money.&lt;br /&gt;new band.&lt;br /&gt;no motivation.&lt;br /&gt;new age.&lt;br /&gt;one year older.&lt;br /&gt;one year colder.&lt;br /&gt;a little less money.&lt;br /&gt;a little less sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer.&lt;br /&gt;new apartment.&lt;br /&gt;new begining.&lt;br /&gt;start over.&lt;br /&gt;get it right this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying.</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2007-01-26T05:01:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-26T10:07:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-26T10:23:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tonight i stared at the wall.&lt;br /&gt;"everything is such a mess"&lt;br /&gt;in my head and on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lay in bed and let movies play on repeat but i dont really watch them.&lt;br /&gt;tonight it was "crash" 3x&lt;br /&gt;last night it was garden state.2x&lt;br /&gt;before that was wet hot american summer.2x&lt;br /&gt;i think tomorrow i'll watch, a scanner darkly.5x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fucking hate distances more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;except my inability to fully understand what the fuck i am doing, in life in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe another time, another place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i was there....if you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world could end, i wouldnt care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it does end.&lt;br /&gt;february 28th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to go stare at a wall.</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2007-01-08T22:46:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-09T03:50:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-09T03:50:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">27. staring me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;26. years gone bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's got to be something more.</content>
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    <title>this isnt for you, so dont bother reading it. it wont make sense.</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T16:57:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T16:57:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>neil young "old man"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Old man look at my life,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you were.&lt;br /&gt;Old man look at my life,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man look at my life,&lt;br /&gt;Twenty four&lt;br /&gt;and there's so much more&lt;br /&gt;Live alone in a paradise&lt;br /&gt;That makes me think of two.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( at twenty four i thought thirty was so far away, now im turning 27 this year and it is scaring the shit out of me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love lost, such a cost,&lt;br /&gt;Give me things&lt;br /&gt;that don't get lost.&lt;br /&gt;Like a coin that won't get tossed&lt;br /&gt;Rolling home to you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( the word love is an idea i have become obcessed with, i want it again. i had it once, bu ti tossed it aside, it never rolled back home, not to me anyway, too little too late, its been years since i had a legit girlfriend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Old man take a look at my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;the whole day through&lt;br /&gt;Ah, one look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and you can tell that's true.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i've hurt many girls and i did it cause i was a bitter angry person, im not proud of it, it happened. can't change the past. i hate sex, im through with it, i used it as a weapon, i hate it, it hate what it did, i hate how cheap it has become. i made it cheap, my actions. my bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lullabies, look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Run around the same old town.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that much to me&lt;br /&gt;To mean that much to you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( im sick of this town and the people in it. going nowhere in a nowhere town, im afraid to leave, what about my brothers? what about my friends. that was me every other time i had the chance. time to be selfish, but i can't. i want to take justin, matt, adam and brandon with me. show them that there is so much more. they mean the world to me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been first and last&lt;br /&gt;Look at how the time goes past.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm all alone at last.&lt;br /&gt;Rolling home to you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i've been loved i've been hated, i found alot of fake friendships and at the end of the night i still walk home alone. this isnt a home, this is a place i keep my shit till i find a real home.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Old man take a look at my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;the whole day through&lt;br /&gt;Ah, one look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and you can tell that's true.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my eyes arent brown, they arent hazel, they arent green or blue. they are jaded but not defeated. i made them this way, i've been looking too hard. my fingers hurt from working too hard, my legs ache from treading this water, but getting nowhere, stagnant in a pit of mediocrity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Old man look at my life,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you were.&lt;br /&gt;Old man look at my life,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lot like you were.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( by the time my father was my age he had five children...i can't even keep my fucking room clean, times have changed. i'm nothing like my father, then again i am just like him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it new years day.&lt;br /&gt;happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;eat shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared to death what this year may bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;when i was a kid, you never pushed me to acheive anything.&lt;br /&gt;fuck you.</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-12-30T18:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-30T22:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-30T22:09:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be 27 in about two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not cool.</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-12-30T06:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-30T10:23:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-30T10:23:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im holding my breath.&lt;br /&gt;today was alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;this week was alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;its 521 am.&lt;br /&gt;im going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear you.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;-me.</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-12-21T02:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-21T06:12:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-21T06:12:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my family makes me smile more than anything in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john boughton.&lt;br /&gt;chris gully.&lt;br /&gt;madden 95.&lt;br /&gt;watchu know about that?</content>
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    <title>today.</title>
    <published>2006-12-17T21:07:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-17T21:07:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dis·con·tent   (dĭs'kən-těnt')    &lt;br /&gt;n.  &lt;br /&gt;1. Absence of contentment; dissatisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;         2. A restless longing for better circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;   3. One who is discontented.</content>
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    <title>when you say x-mas, you are taking the christ out of christmas.</title>
    <published>2006-12-16T05:44:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-16T05:44:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im quitting my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick nolte and gary busey are definately the same person. you never see them in  movies together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is around the corner. i havent bought anyone shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best gift i can get this year, i've already gotten. a flikr account. i've found inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. you are the jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to find time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it will cut in to my picture taking time.</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-12-13T11:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-13T15:27:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-13T15:28:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/143/320183220_43d5f196b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;if columbus was wrong i'd drive straight off the edge.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-12-11T03:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-11T07:16:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-11T07:16:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lighthouse trip was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i wish a few others came and or were able to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[pics later]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topless frozen beach party.&lt;br /&gt;i leave adam and jared alone for a few minutes and next thing i know adam is being photographed with a seagull on his shoulders.</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-12-09T02:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-09T06:00:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-09T06:00:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today i ate taco bell, fuck it, if it kills me it's probably worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are the descendents so god damn good?</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-12-01T06:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-01T10:00:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-01T10:02:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tribe called quest "electric relaxation"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">4:57 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im wearing shorts and drove home with the window down.&lt;br /&gt;this is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;on the bridge i stopped and rolled all the windows down and took life in.&lt;br /&gt;it passes you by before you realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head is spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck it, no regrets. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im paying my bills and trying to save money and get my chest tattooed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new brand new cd is dope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boca burgers cooked on a skillet are dope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ride me before the park closes at sun set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause, dispite what people say, i'm doing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it has to do with lots'a lovin' and it ain't nuthin' nice.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-11-25T00:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-25T04:17:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-25T04:17:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ilikemusic.com/images/article_images/full/ladysovereign200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-11-22T22:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-23T02:50:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-23T02:50:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im so sick of everyone refering to me as old.&lt;br /&gt;its finally gotten to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"when i was young i learned a game.&lt;br /&gt;love and happiness were the same.&lt;br /&gt;now im older and i don't play.&lt;br /&gt;i found out the hardest way."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dramarama "anything, anything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"we're getting older but we're acting younger.&lt;br /&gt;we should be smarter but were getting dumber."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawbreaker "do you still hate me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;fuck you.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-11-21T02:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-21T06:50:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-21T06:51:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">christmas is overrated.&lt;br /&gt;im sleeping all thanksgiving day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;this just in!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow:secretdairyproductconsumption</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tomvanallen:91670</id>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-04-09T00:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-09T04:19:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-09T04:19:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the world goes round, none of this matters. today i sat in a car and i heard a child say that her favorite part of the bible,(she made someone read to her) was when the earth was empty. &lt;br /&gt;"no lakes, no people, no animals, well...maybe lakes"</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-04-06T22:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-07T02:36:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-07T02:36:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is all so pointless.</content>
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    <title>tomvanallen @ 2006-03-26T00:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-26T05:15:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-26T05:15:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>head high - "17 years"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tonight, i would have given anything to have a car.</content>
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