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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jun 2002 18:12:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hmmmph !</title>
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  <description>Well, things are going pretty well with us &quot;working things out&quot;. Jon is being a sweetheart most of the time. He is a little lazy about some things he needs to take care of. Mostly righting the humiliation he caused me with the cuntbag homewrecker, Justin and my mom. Says he will get to it but that was about 2 weeks ago. (glad to see it&apos;s right up there in his priorities !) &lt;br /&gt;   We have never mentioned it to his parents or his family. He wants to look like the good guy in their eyes I guess. I really don&apos;t see the point in telling them since no good would come out of it anyhow. I am not out to humiliate him the way he did me.&lt;br /&gt;    He has been wonderful about giving me hugs and kisses, calling me cutesy little pet names and every now and again he will rub my shoulders and just make me feel so loved. &lt;br /&gt;    The talking in his sleep shit bugs me. He has never said anything else about the incident but given the way I found out about all of this, I tense up the minute I hear him start mumbling when he is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;    He definately has to work on his public affection. I swear he makes me feel like he is embarrassed of me or something. He says he&apos;s not but his actions say otherwise. Well, let&apos;s not be too hard on him. Half the time it could be better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s the big update...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2002 04:42:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dissed Cowgirl....</title>
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  <description>&amp;lt;/head&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000080&quot; size=&quot;5&quot; face=&quot;Space Toaster&quot;&gt;Things I&lt;br /&gt;have learned in the past week:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) I need a monogamous relationship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) I obviously don&apos;t have that here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) A broken heart really does make your chest hurt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) When you think you are out of snot or tears, your not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) 3 years can unravel with just one kiss. And they tend to&lt;br /&gt;get really fucked up when there is more than one of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/html&amp;gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2002 16:06:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hint to self...</title>
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  <description>Do not read Unbelievable&apos;s LJ if you plan on getting anything done. You will find yourself traipsing up the stairs (well...a raging fucking sprint really !) to grab your vibrator and fantasize about booths, him sucking another guy off or the long awaited masturbation video. (Still need to see that !) Read his journal after you have gotten all your work done for the day...haha !</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2002 13:17:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Duh !</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;You are Country!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hopelessly smitten with a bunch of no-good two-timing bastards, you are Country music. You are a sweet and honest person most of the time... too bad those close to you aren&apos;t. Your main theme is angst, broken hearts, and general mistreatment by those you love. whether they are truly bastards or you do something to provoke this is not clear, but one thing&apos;s certain: you are tired of having your feelings toyed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Take the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.liquid2k.com/jchill/Quiz/Music&quot;&gt;what music genre are you&lt;/a&gt; quiz by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=psychosisx&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.livejournal.com/userinfo.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/~psychosisx&quot;&gt;PsychosisX!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2002 02:37:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Woohoo !</title>
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  <description>My wonderful, brilliant, funny, gorgeous, loving, magnificent hubby bought me a new monitor tonight. It&apos;s a 19 inch flat screen and it is awesome ! He says it&apos;s his Mother&apos;s Day present for me. :) I am really happy about it because my other monitor kept turning a shade of blue. (I think it was the tubes going). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      In other news, Jon and I went to the Porn store and bought some goodies. $60 worth. Togther we picked out a small vibrator (and I mean small !) for me to use on Jon.  We also got some lube and some wonderfully scented (Vanilla Bean) heating massage oil. I also picked up a porno...forget what it is called now but it was full of bisexual men and women on the box. Looked good to me. I haven&apos;t watched it yet as the business has been super busy with Mother&apos;s Day around the corner and I want to have time to actually enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        In other news, they still have not found the missing little girl from our area. They have yet to name any suspects but had the step dad in for some really extensive questioning. I feel terrible because hope dwindles with each passing day. If she is not found by Saturday they are going to feature her on America&apos;s Most Wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Theresa is back with Ben now. I&apos;m not real happy about it because I have spent  over a month on the phone with her as she was trying to get over him. The guy really is a nutcase. It&apos;s her life, her choice...not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               The past couple of days I was really busy running around and doing errands. We spent $311.95 at the grocery store today. We only go grocery shopping once a month. (Except for milk or bread or soda if we need it). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                We ordered all the doors for our house and the shingles for our roof. This home improvement shit is getting really expensive. $1135.98 for that at Home Depot. We went to Menard&apos;s first but they were so rude and unhelpful that we left. That&apos;s a whole &apos;nother story in itself. I already have a headache and thinking about the whole Menard&apos;s incident would only make it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s all for now !</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2002 19:37:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just another Manic Monday</title>
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  <description>Well I made it a little early to the IEP meeting this morning. Small child # 2 was showing off when he saw mommy there at school. He was counting away, saying his days of the week and then looking to make sure I was watching him. How adorable !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Friday, a young girl in our area went missing. She is 7 years old and not allowed to cross the street by herself, so her stepdad walked her to school.  The little girl never made it into the building and has been missing ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      It really bugs me since this happened so close to where I live. My own daughter (small child #1) is 9 years old and walks herself the block to school. This sort of thing strikes panic within every mother&apos;s heart.  It could happen to anyone.  Such a tragedy. I&apos;d like to offer some help if I can.  I&apos;d like to call their house and ask if they need someone to hand out more flyers or something, but I fear that the poor people will be in a panic everytime the phone rings hoping whoever it is on the other end is calling with news of their daughter&apos;s whereabouts. Maybe I could build a simple webpage or something that just lists her picture and description and contact numbers for the Milwaukee Police Department or Sheriff&apos;s Department. Something simple but helpful. Sheesh..some poor mother is writhing in agony and I just feel like I should be doing something to help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       It has been mentioned that the mom and the little girl fought early that morning and so the cops are thinking maybe she ran away. But to be gone since Friday morning is a long time for a 7 year old girl. It&apos;s not like she is a teenager that ran to a friends and asked the friend to lie and say she wasn&apos;t there or something. &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I finished up some orders that needed to go out and will work on some more later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s all for now !</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2002 01:31:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Boredom sets in. Spent half the night on the phone with Theresa listening to her woes. I don&apos;t mind really..that&apos;s what friends are for. Sometimes though, it&apos;s hard to be a good friend and shut up and listen when you know they are making huge mistakes. Ahh, but I somehow managed. My phone eventually went dead and I should probably call her back now that it has charged a little.&lt;br /&gt;       Somehow I lost my horny streak. I gave Jon a huge boner when he called me from work.After he came home. we watched a dumb movie (Not Another Teen Movie) and now he is all tuned into the weather channel online. (oh joy). Pardon me for not getting all wet looking at live radar. &lt;br /&gt;          Other than that, small child #1 gave me some attitude. (I gave her some corner space to stand in). Tomorrow I have to go to a meeting for small child #2 bright and early. An individulized Education Plan (IEP).  I hate meetings. As a matter of fact, I am starting to realize that I just don&apos;t like leaving the house period. I&apos;m allright when Jon is with me but it is a rare occasion that I venture out by myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I have learned that I am a recluse that likes flowers in her yard, giving her husband a boner at work and listening to my friends piss and moan. Sheesh...what a mess I am. Ahhh but before one can fix it they need to figure it all out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2002 17:35:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2002 12:58:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Being new here, I have been browsing other&apos;s journals looking for interesting people to add to my friends list.  And Wow ! It&apos;s making me horny. I am amazing myself with what I find arousing or interesting.  There are some of my arousals that I just haven&apos;t thought about in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men masturbating&lt;br /&gt;A guy sucking off another guy&lt;br /&gt;Two chicks with their faces buried in others pussies&lt;br /&gt;Showing off my breasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        It&apos;s probably a good thing that Jon is at work because I&apos;d tear that boy up ! Jon is pretty homophobic, but he is coming around. I can now stick my finger in his ass when he is in the heat of the moment. It makes him cum everytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       He has been bugging me to go to the porn shop. I asked him if I could buy him a dildo for his ass. He has agreed to something small. God I love that man ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         See what happens to me when I browse through other&apos;s journals ? I end up going from normal, boring posts about flowers  to talking about dildo&apos;s for my husbands ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am  I ? I am on a quest to find out ....</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2002 03:26:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ahhh ! I look out the front porch and what do I spy ? Freshly cut grass and flowers galore ! Yup. Talked Jon into taking me to Stein&apos;s and getting flowers at least for the front yard. We got some Geraniums, Dahlias and some weird one that I cannot identify. (Didn&apos;t have one of those little stick thingies in it). We set out all the yard decorations and it looks awesome. Wish I could say the same for the inside of the house. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2002 19:40:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Day In The Life</title>
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  <description>At this very moment I am trying to teach my 9 year old how to &quot;surf the net&quot;. I can&apos;t decide whether or not this is a good thing. They were supposed to be teaching them in school but as always, with severe overcrowding and time constraints they haven&apos;t yet attempted it. So I figure I better teach her how to &quot;X&quot; out the porn pop ups and how to do searches for Mary-Kate and Ashley and N&apos;Sync and get her going in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;   Theresa (my best friend) called me this morning. More man troubles. She seems to be knee deep in them lately. I told her that maybe she should give &quot;Stealthdick&quot; a call but she quickly decided against it. (Although I think she was tempted).&lt;br /&gt;   Jon is busy working away being the awesome husband that he is. He says he will mow the grass today and I hope he does because as it stands our lawn looks pretty crappy...worst on the block. I want to get some flowers and jazz up the yard some but probably won&apos;t get around to it until next week Tues or Wed when Jon has off and can go with me.</description>
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  <lj:music>The voices in my head</lj:music>
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