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  <title>dracona~fin</title>
  <subtitle>Ok, now can I blast your brains out?</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-06-26T07:56:44Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:65007</id>
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    <title>Okies, some old photos; DOLPHIN PHOTOS</title>
    <published>2007-06-26T07:56:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-26T07:56:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;because ... I know there are dolphin peoples out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I will admit there was like three extra photos, but they were all of the water... I discovered something ... dolphins move &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="DOLPHINS"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i9.tinypic.com/68ksprs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/65zlnuu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i19.tinypic.com/6d1owu8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some volcaneo shots too if anyone is interested ...&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:64326</id>
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    <title>Amused</title>
    <published>2007-06-11T01:02:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-11T01:03:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, dracona_fin, your LiveJournal reveals...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wotayu.com/phPie.php?data=a%3A5%3A%7Bs%3A6%3A%22unique%22%3BN%3Bs%3A8%3A%22peculiar%22%3BN%3Bs%3A11%3A%22interesting%22%3Bi%3A2%3Bs%3A6%3A%22normal%22%3Bi%3A2%3Bs%3A8%3A%22herdlike%22%3BN%3B%7D&amp;amp;SortData=0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;You are... &lt;b&gt;0% unique&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;0% herdlike&lt;/b&gt;. When it comes to friends you are &lt;b&gt;normal&lt;/b&gt;. In terms of the way you relate to people, you &lt;b&gt;are keen to please&lt;/b&gt;. Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is &lt;b&gt;intellectual&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your overall weirdness is: 8&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;small&gt;(The average level of weirdness is: 27.&lt;br&gt;You are weirder than 10% of other LJers.)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wotayu.com"&gt;Find out what &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; weirdness level is!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my last 'Public' post was a while ago...&lt;br /&gt;*laughs* heh, academic sounding rants&lt;br /&gt;now I have html coded proof&lt;br /&gt;*laughs more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm done...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:63448</id>
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    <title>Some fun ... ^^</title>
    <published>2007-04-13T11:06:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-13T11:07:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Stolen from noxiousnymphet,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comment to this and I will...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1) Tell you why I friended you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;2) Associate you with a song/film.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;3) Tell a random fact about you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;4) Tell a first memory about you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;5) Associate you with a character.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;6) Ask something I've always 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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:62376</id>
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    <title>dracona_fin @ 2007-03-14T19:32:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-14T10:33:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-14T10:33:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Jaxxblackfox&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i got the right day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I hope it was a good one ^^&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:61135</id>
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    <title>Random Happy Entry</title>
    <published>2007-01-22T11:04:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-22T11:04:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DDR - Mr Wonderful</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I figure after my RAWR entry I should post a happy one so here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A LAPTOP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes this update is coming to you from a laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it needs a name peoples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any surgestions?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:60581</id>
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    <title>A world far from own</title>
    <published>2006-11-26T02:28:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-26T02:28:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I figure it’s about time for my monthly rant, or how ever long its been since I last updated my LJ of doom, so yeah. Its going to be short and to the point cause I’m lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This thing called Education hell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so university was a pain the next, well the pain part started in about week13 this was like 3 weeks ago, and I lost my journal for creative writing lets not go there. SO I had to defer assignment and that drove me nuts, talk about feelings of inadequacy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got it all done and the night before it all gets eaten by com computer I swear my computer hats me, with a passion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway what I managed to salvage was handed in an hopefully I pas the unit…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat my exam and yeah that’s about it school wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo I’m going to leave it at that for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~ Dracie-Kun out&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Birthday</title>
    <published>2006-10-24T15:35:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-24T15:36:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIMBO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry its late</content>
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    <title>Birthday</title>
    <published>2006-08-06T02:45:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-06T02:45:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HAPPY BIRTHDAY 'lanna</content>
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    <title>BIRTHDAY</title>
    <published>2006-08-05T14:24:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-05T14:24:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CALLYFIN!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:59287</id>
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    <title>Well Ho-rawrage</title>
    <published>2006-07-15T11:10:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-15T13:29:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">loong post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ho-rawr.&lt;br /&gt;Greetings child spawn of the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to been friends of my friends and keeping and eye on their journals you might know what I’ve been up too, if not here is one of my infamous catch up posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday 3rd of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it all started this day… I went east. From Western Australia to Canberra (my original homeland) I left early afternoon and arrived late evening, complete with a stop over in Adelaide, that’s where things got interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Adelaide…&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I did the right thing and put my clock forward two hours. I looked at tht time and thought that the plane was 30min late so I texted Cally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Plane from Adelaide is running 30-40min late &amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised I was 30min ahead &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;, so I texted Cally again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Ignore last text &amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I looked like an idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when I got to Canberraland (as Cally calls it) we’re all standing at baggage claim looking for my bag (bright purple it is) and there like 16 bright purple bags … WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday 4th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sleeping in Canberraland at Cally’s is always fun … if you count four hours as sleep XD!!! (Love Ya Cally-sis) We got up about 8am (6am Perth time) well, correction I got up at 8 and waked Cally. We sat around and discussed what we might do when Cally’s mum got home and in the end we all went to Tuggeranong (Holy shit I forgot how to spell it!) I must say three years can certainly change a place. Cally and I when Game shopping, well to be exact we when Game window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In EB Cally found this Jackal Figure and she’s like “Squueee, look a Jackal” I was like “hmmm” (I’m not a major Jackal fan, so I flip the box over and look at the others in the set and there is the Heretic Elite Leader!) We where both like OMIGOD SQUEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ran around the shop, trying to see if they had any and we found the last two … fate? So we left EB with two Heretic Elite Leaders in tow. Cally’s Elite army is growing, I have to get two more then I’ll have caught up … for now *Snicker* xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday 5th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in sorta this morning and then we when to Woden in the afternoon I got to fight with Optus cause they threatened to cancel my service …WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday 6th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day when Cally and I commuted to Sydneyland! We piled onto a bus and off we went… three hours is a damn long time when one forgets the art of switching one’s brain off… thank god for chocolate! The bus only made two stops, Sydney airport and Sydney Central Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the airport the bus driver made an announcement, which went along the lines of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“… Thankyou for travelling with us I hope to see you all in the Next Future …”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROLF- Classic ENGRISH!! We laughed our heads off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at Central he announced again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“…Thankyou for travelling with us, I hope to see you all in the Future… as apposed to the Next Future we is never going to happen …”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would seem that someone had corrected him. Cally and I parted ways at Central I found out my train came in half and hour and spent most of that time cursing City-Rail … Welcome to Sydney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved in with ‘lana and her family (well for this portion of the holiday at lest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday 7th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was the “A night in fantasia” night. So I went to the city early, dragging ‘lana with me XD I woke her at 7am peoples! We met with Flay and nisha at 10ish and wandered around for an hour or so then nisha had to go to work.(11ish) at 12 we went to collect the furs I meet Jay for the first time …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway at 3pm we went to the concert I brought ‘lana a ticket, because she was busting to go, to the concert that was. I must say there are no words to describe how friggen brilliant it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘lana and I went home straight after as I was tired and her mum wasn’t going to be impressed that ‘lana got a ticket, so I left Flay to collect photos and signatures for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 8th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tackled storage today, due to arguments that occurred recently over trying to move the crappage. ‘lana come with and her sister Jen, it only took us an hour or so and then ‘lana and I went to see Pirates: Dead man’s Chest! It was Figgen good I will give away this much… two quotes …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“… look; un-dead monkey…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“… I’ve got a jar of dirt ...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that the HAVE to make a third&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday 9th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a Parramatta Trip; Me, Flay, Frankie, ‘lana and the furs. Nisha had to work. We just basically bummed around in Parra. We didn’t stay as late as usual as I was major-ly tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday 10th July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into nisha’s today and ‘lana, nisha and I bummed around there for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday 11th July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a meeting with important people today and caught up with my aunt’s friend after some date confusion! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; don’t ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we had a movie night at nisha’s I met her friend Sara. Sara ROCKS! We watched “Wedding Crashers” and “the Forgotten”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday 12th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept late, Movie night Fatigue I say! Then we cooked pancakes, that was soooo random we burnt them all but one the alarm went off twice and it was all good fun. At about 11 Sara had to run and nisha ‘lana and I went city hopping and blew money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday 13th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flay and Went to the zoo… BABY SNOW LEOPARDS. In the morning and stopped off in town hall on the way back to Parra. Where we hooked up with nisha and went to Parra for dinner after we all spent time getting frustrated waiting for ‘lana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner Rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday 14th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday 15th of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT I HAVE INTERNET!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>*pain*</title>
    <published>2006-07-08T11:53:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-08T11:53:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So yeah I like to think that the subject heading covers it all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess no-one cares not that I care about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horay the sadist! &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; somebody shoot me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hower no comment</content>
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    <title>OMFG I GOT IN!</title>
    <published>2006-06-15T07:14:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-15T07:14:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WOOT FUCK YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into uni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though I thought I never would after I fucked my HSC I did a prep course and got a TER of 96 and I got a spot in uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3yr course but its creative writing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I'm heaps happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*does the I got into uni dance*</content>
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    <title>OMG another update! (yesterday)</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T01:33:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T01:33:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Greetings Children Spawn of the Internet! (Yes you have all adopted that nickname, why? Cause I said so, that and I like saying it…&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it latest retrospect you wonder what has transpired that causes me… of all people to update my LJ two dates in a row… OMG a rare event even when I had access to the net for several hours each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well… not much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darren had a sorta episode yesterday, which freaked a few people out. One minute he’s sitting there, the next he’s grabbing his chest and struggling to breathe! Yeah… fuck. So Dani and took him to the nurse person, I pegged at chest pains when I collected her, she pegged it as some stomach or cardiac thing (that's the heart (this note is for the dumbasses))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway… he was all white and hyperventilating and shaking and all that, pretty scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani sorta lost it, she was sitting there, just lost and panicked looking, luck we'd run into Tara and Katherine and they could comfort her. I managed to send them all off the class to grab our shit (you know books and bags, etc) as class was ending. A little after they left, Darren was able to breathe again, sorta, not with out pain and was able to stand for short periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he got bundled into the ambulance (they are green and white here in WA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rang and texted me later that night (last night (this note is once again for the dumbasses)). Basically he’s fine and has to go for tests this morning and should be back at school this arvo so it’s all good…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he will have a speed recovery to the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now every one who gives a damn raise you hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks around* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters – Dracie-kun</content>
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    <title>... Alive ...</title>
    <published>2006-05-15T08:11:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-15T08:11:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I.T Class</lj:music>
    <content type="html">*Sound of something that may resemble movement… followed by the sound of falling over…*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I FOUND THE INTERNET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings child spawn of the internet I have returned…I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks around to make sure she is all there*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first on the infamous list of doom is …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks for list, reaches into pocket and pulls list out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OW IT BIT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Item One - &lt;br /&gt;- So this is WA -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's right for those of you who remember or not I moved to WA or in full terms Western Australia, and I must say I’ve found a love for the bush… ok I’ll cut the crap!&lt;br /&gt;So I’m still in the land down under, just on the other side of it… half buried in the Australian bush in a suburb that even most Perth people haven’t heard of…&amp;gt;.&amp;lt; the Irony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first couple of days involved unpacking and all that crap you know moving shit either end of the trip… shortly after (about four weeks - &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; FUCKING TELSTRA)&lt;br /&gt;We gained the gift of having a phone, we where like… OMG WE HAVE A PHONE… PHHOOOOONNNNEEEE! So following the phone came net, yes the beloved internet, of which I have limited access, hence my hiddenness (I know that's not a real word… but it is now!). Some of you may have caught me lurking in the depths of the net now and then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I only have net access at school &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(OK Uni, which isn’t really uni at all but a bridging coarse thingy) and it costs me shitloads that and Rick won’t let me use his compie (and I have no access in my room), hence my ongoing absence from the internet, 5 months and counting …&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Item Two -&lt;br /&gt;- People of the Like Mind - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it would seem that there are people in Perth just as nutty as me… OMG I’m Taking over the world, and people told me it wasn’t possible…&lt;br /&gt;So yeah once again I have a group of five peoples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Darren (AKA Dickwad) - this man is more compie than man and he ain’t no manly man but a GIRLY MAN (well we just say that to get at him… it works … sometimes). Lets see He is 21 and from South Africa (he’s white before you all have a heart attack &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;) and is … interesting … to say the lest… the very lest … uh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Danique (AKA Dani) - hmm… where to begin… Dani is Dani! (and if that wasn’t a revelation I don’t know what is!) Ok cutting the crap… Dani is great! She has a mad ass sense of humour I mean the pair of us had a conversation about TUMBLEWEED!&lt;br /&gt;Me: what sound does tumbleweed make?&lt;br /&gt;Dani: Arghhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah we’re all nuts, despite that Dani seems most ‘in tune’ with the fabled real world I keep hearing about…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tara (AKA 2 dollar Tara!) - Tara is well, interesting she has strong views on the world and more importantly men… (Not that she has any praise for them at all). She is a real great person who takes more than one conversation to get to know! A word of advice… keep any comments about the way whores dress to your self around her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Katherine (AKA Moo-Face) - Katherine is the more the quiet type, when not being called a whore bag or moo-face. She rarely gets annoyed at things other than augments on religion! There is a part of my earlier self that is found in her, that of the horse nut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Item Three -&lt;br /&gt;- Important People of Note - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Christine - One of the members of my I.T Class, Christine has a sarcastic wit that is often comforting as it is abrasive. She calls me Einstein; not for my intelligence (as I have a huge lack there of!) but for my uncontrollable hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chad - Seeming the life the party, he was quickly noted for his… different opinions but is a live wire to have around! He reminds me of Flay in some ways… that I’m not going to mention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Item Four -&lt;br /&gt;- Teachers, Lectures and all that Garb! - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chris King (AKA His Majesty) - Chris landed the unfortunate task of being my MATHS teacher! Yeah you heard right… maths *shudders*. Well I tend to go nuts in his class…yeah…I don’t know why…*looks at Dani* …we end up laughing all the time and then Chris says something that usually ends up with me bashing my head on the desk… several times… no wonder I’m no good at maths…&lt;br /&gt;That (His Majesty) Joke took us near 10 weeks to notice &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mark Regan (AKA Spankie Ass Teacher) - Ok I will admit that nick name is my fault I’ll explain later. Mark managed to be my teacher for both Communications II and Information Technology (I.T) In Communications we sorta behave ourselves but in I.T we laugh and fall off our chairs more often than not… well I know I do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Item Five -&lt;br /&gt;- One of &lt;i&gt;those&lt;/i&gt; stories - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I said I’d explain Mark’s nick name and I will! It all started in I.T Class the very first lesson to be exact and well…&lt;br /&gt;I turned to Christine, who’d been sitting next to me all lesson, we’d being shard the set of typing instructions for Microsoft word and I said…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you want to keep the Spankie ass instructions?&lt;br /&gt;Christine: Spankie ass indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I turned to Mark (yes the teacher) and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sir? Do we all need a copy of the Spankie ass instructions?&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Huh?! *blink blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah everyone heard, I’ll never live it down and now we all call him Spankie Ass teacher behind his back XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Item Six -&lt;br /&gt;- Those things that make us want to scream! - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now for something to enlighten the masses… *snickers*… not really this story pissed Nisha off!&lt;br /&gt;There is a girl in my COMS class called Charlene; she claims to be a martial artist…&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was called her a Paradoxical lame duck… let me explain…  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradox: The same but different (also Charlene’s favourite word)&lt;br /&gt;Lame Duck: Someone who realise mostly on others and struggles on their own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you where to look at it there, was no insult as the word paradox implied that she was the same yet different to a Lame Duck…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got up laughing and started to hit me, I‘m talking punches! So I turn and block them, taking three to my right shoulder blade. The realising she’s not going to stop I turn back and block her next two and manage to push her to the ground (not roughly, I used no force). Once you get a martial artist down they stop, as it’s a thing, they’ve been beaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she?…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…No…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pulled me down on her the rolled under me and started kicking my ass literally, so I just got up and backed off…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Item Seven - &lt;br /&gt;- In Closing -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I’m alive and will update when time allows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘til next time my beloved children spawn of the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and best wishes&lt;br /&gt;~ Dracona-fin</content>
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    <title>MLP fans</title>
    <published>2005-08-08T10:12:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-08T10:12:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was wondering the net and found this site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aikarin.com/mlp/customs/customgallery.html"&gt;http://www.aikarin.com/mlp/customs/customgallery.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY</content>
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    <title>cause i can</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T01:57:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T01:57:54Z</updated>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_hicks555' lj:user='hicks555' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://hicks555.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://hicks555.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;hicks555&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="216" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;29&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_cleebors' lj:user='cleebors' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cleebors.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://cleebors.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cleebors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="186" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;18&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_crazy_elf' lj:user='crazy_elf' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://crazy-elf.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://crazy-elf.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;crazy_elf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="165" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;13&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_frank_ferret' lj:user='frank_ferret' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://frank-ferret.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://frank-ferret.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;frank_ferret&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="165" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;13&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;12&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_xsuicidalstarx' lj:user='xsuicidalstarx' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://xsuicidalstarx.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://xsuicidalstarx.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;xsuicidalstarx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="141" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;13&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Anonymous&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="133" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;14&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_brainscratch' lj:user='brainscratch' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://brainscratch.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://brainscratch.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;brainscratch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="125" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jaxxblackfox' lj:user='jaxxblackfox' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://jaxxblackfox.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://jaxxblackfox.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jaxxblackfox&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="103" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;16&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_roger_girl' lj:user='roger_girl' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://roger-girl.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://roger-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;roger_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="103" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;17&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_swandog' lj:user='swandog' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://swandog.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://swandog.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;swandog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="89" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;18&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_anime_gal' lj:user='anime_gal' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://anime-gal.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://anime-gal.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;anime_gal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="44" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_speep' lj:user='speep' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://speep.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://speep.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;speep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="44" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;20&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_lonely_m3' lj:user='lonely_m3' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lonely-m3.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://lonely-m3.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lonely_m3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;21&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_neog' lj:user='neog' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://neog.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://neog.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;neog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_pb_tarsus' lj:user='pb_tarsus' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://pb-tarsus.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://pb-tarsus.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;pb_tarsus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_techno4tomcats' lj:user='techno4tomcats' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://techno4tomcats.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://techno4tomcats.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;techno4tomcats&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/mikenolan/bar.png" width="0" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;These statistics were generated using &lt;a href="http://mpn.ath.cx/ljstats"&gt;LJ Stats&lt;/a&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;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:46918</id>
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    <title>Time for a Change</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T07:37:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T07:38:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;In light of what has happened recently, This is now a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIENDS ONLY JOURNAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thankyou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:46387</id>
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    <title>The Good the Bad and the Just Plain Funny</title>
    <published>2005-05-30T09:39:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T10:14:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Ok today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it started with getting up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; It was 6:30 am and I woke to the sound of my alarm, I stumbled out of bead half aware into the cold…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok … ok … I’ll cut the crap, and no; for those of you who want to know I was &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Anyway…&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up, I got dressed, ate food, then I put my &lt;u&gt;wood&lt;/u&gt; in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry … sorry … timber, Hoop Pine to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Event 1 and 2 - &lt;br /&gt; - When Timber Attacks -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driven to school. When I got there I had to retrieve my timber from the car. As I pulled the 1.8meter long cuts from the car I nearly hit my aunt in the head. Whoops - &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carried the timber down to B block and upstairs to the wood-work rooms, just to find out there was no one there. So I went back down stairs to the staffroom to borrow a key. During this time I nearly whacked my teacher in the head with my timber. This was while I was carrying the timber under my arm, rather than on my shoulder. Sorry I missed the Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Event 3 - &lt;br /&gt; - No Cake for You - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after my timber was safely way in the wood-work rooms I went down to the library and found Flammy. He’d brought the cake for our teacher Ms Bruce soon to be Mrs Furnace. SO we went to role call a bit late to give it to her. We pulled back the lid to find the strawberry on top had gotten stuck to the lid. xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ms Bruce proceed to have an argument with us over the cake, saying it was too much and we didn’t have to. She told us she’d give some to Flammy and I and we’r bot like &lt;u&gt;Noooo&lt;/u&gt; It’s your cake for &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;. We told her if she wanted to share it she could share with the other teachers. Ms Bruce says, and I quote; ‘But I don’t like them’. The whole argument lasted ten minutes and had Flammy and I in laughing like crazy by the end of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Event 4 - &lt;br /&gt; - Holy Fuck, Don’t do That - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flammy and I parted company after roll call and Derek and I walked up to A block. He had Biology and he had Design and Technology. Told him I’d brought my &lt;u&gt;wood&lt;/u&gt; in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah … I know, Sorry … Timber, 12x140 at 1.8meters in length, Hoop Pine to be extract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway … after telling him, Derek is like He was going to wreck my timber. So I pelted after him to tear him a new one. I chased him to upstairs B block and having enough of that I turned to walk to Biology and as I headed around the corner Derek jumps out at me and scares me shitless. I looked at him and said ‘Just because you want the ladies to chase you’ and walked off to Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt;- Event 5 - &lt;br /&gt; - You’re Both Nuts - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming downstairs in A block I ran into my old Maths Teacher, Mr Clayton. He is also the school’s resident footy nerd. He turns to me and is like ‘How are you getting on with Mr Riches.’ Mr Riches is my new Maths teacher who was a whacked sense of humour. The Mr Clayton is like ‘So his jokes are worse than mine?’ I’m like ‘Yes sir’. Smiling Mr Clayton goes on his way, deep down I’m standing there thinking What The Fuck. As far as I’m concerned they’re both nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that before 9:00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Event 6 - &lt;br /&gt; - Can You Say Loser? - &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology was boring today, looking at slides… hmm………Blood. Anyway one of the guys in my class walks in, WhaleWorm. (that’s the nick name my friends an I have given him, if you can’t guess we don’t like him) So He’s just walked in with a cut lip. Everyone is like ‘what happened?’ … so get this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was cutting something up for his breakfast and his nose was itchy. So he reaches up to scratch it &lt;u&gt;forgetting&lt;/u&gt; he is holding a sharp knife and cuts his own lip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it really need to be said? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LOSER -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the rest of the day was pretty normal, my morning was just random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>...quiz...</title>
    <published>2005-05-29T04:05:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-29T04:05:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Were Actually Born Under:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CBF3FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/chinesehoroscopes/rabbit.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Delicate, timid, and attractive - sometimes you really do act like a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;You're very compassionate and protective of those you love, sometimes too protective.&lt;br /&gt;Your home is really your castle, and you make sure your home is comfortable and well furnished.&lt;br /&gt;You don't like to argue - and you prefer a quiet, peaceful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with a Goat or a Pig.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF667F" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Have Been Born Under:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCDA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/chinesehoroscopes/dog.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are totally loyal, faithful, and honest.&lt;br /&gt;However, you don't trust others to be as ethical as you are!&lt;br /&gt;Straight forward and direct, you really aren't one for small talk.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great listener - and an agreeable companion when you're in a good mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with a Tiger or Horse.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatyearwereyoubornunderquiz/"&gt;What Year Were You Born Under?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:44866</id>
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    <title>So this is what it feels like to jump hurdles</title>
    <published>2005-05-26T07:11:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-26T07:43:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well... I wasn't jumping hurdles but I got my wood for Design and Technology, so I guess that's a mental hurdle out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't nearly as expensice as I throught, like I was $80 off! 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thanks to everyone hwo listend to my bitching over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;b&gt;Soban&lt;/b&gt; for the surport and well... being on my mind today....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:44746</id>
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    <title>RP / Story thing</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T07:35:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T07:36:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Something that I wrote for an RP / Story that I rather like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinions welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adya stared out the window, another storm. The water pored form the sky, if it was any heaver it would be a waterfall, she thought with a small smile. The electricity rods where placed in areas central to the cities survival. Living on the outskirts in an abandoned building had it's pluses and minuses, one was today, with no electricity rods near by the building was an open target to the storm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sighed she walked back over to the pile of rugs that had the small honour of being called a bed. Adya sat down and thought, if the storm did hit what difference would it make she was as nameless as the wilderness to most people. Stay inside the chant leant as a child on lightning storm safety ran through her head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly people where running inside and the greedier 'power freaks' as she liked to call them, where outside harvesting the power. Adya began to whistle a soft haunting tune that reflected the weather outside. A few meters away she heard the first crack of thunder; it was followed by a brilliant flash of white lightning that hit the north side of the building she was in. The room shook as the room beneath her felt apart; Adya swore as she fell to her knees, she wasn't coming out of this storm alive any time soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strike had left the building unstable; it was shaking in the rising winds. Just my luck she thought, not that it mattered, this place this city meant nothing to her, so why not be dead. What was left of the buildings bad lighting began to dim as the powerlines over-surged. She sat in the dark thinking it over, if she walked here still standing upright she'd need a new place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another crack of thunder nearby and lightly forked at the building again, slicing the room she was in half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Christ! I thought lighting only struck once in each place." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adya cursed through her teeth. The floors beneath her gave way, sending her falling four stores. She hit the ground hard, and a supporting beam landed heavily on her right leg. Through her gasp of pain a silent snap was heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Damnit..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above her the storm continued and the remaining roof swayed. She struggled against the beam that had pinned her, using both hand and kicking against it with her left leg. The roof wavered again and began to fall apart. Hearing the creaking Adya looked up and with a curse kicked out again, a final attempt to free herself. The roof snapped and Adya curled into a ball over her right leg, hoping the defence action might save her life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath what had once been a roof of a building Adya heard the storm end. She ached her back trying to push the debris off her, small parts of it began to fall away as she struggled. The pain in her right leg continued to shot up her leg and caused her to curse more than once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could hear the faint hums of transports as the city began to get itself back in order. For a moment she stopped her struggling and listened to the repair calls, main buildings, apartments...everything inwards. She pushed again at the weigh above her, using her arms to push at it hard. Something moved and dust cascaded down into her face. Light broke though the gap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adya shoved at it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on... MOVE!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight shifted again and began to fall to the sides.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:44485</id>
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    <title>I feel like I'm bashing my head against a brick wall ...Wait make that a Wooden wall</title>
    <published>2005-05-23T07:20:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T07:20:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No joke... my head is pounding all over a matter of some wood for a school project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tecaher is an Ass, doesn't know what the fuck he is talking about, say that 140mm x 12mm Hoop Pine should be easy to get. BULLSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;Well... i found this out with my uncle aveagre Pine cuts are 190mm x 17mm - chunky ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its back to square one and I get to have another bitch fight with my design teacher tomorrow -*sarcasm* joy to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - FUCK THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I feel as sick as a dog and I still when to school while my cousin satyed home -cheapstake.</content>
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    <title>Well... Stuff That!</title>
    <published>2005-05-22T05:14:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-22T05:14:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Two things today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frist I must say that I fully back Jaxx in her opinion on 'The Pit Bull Bill' in Canada. Today I meet my first pit bull up close. She was adorable. She stood about a meter high and was brownie orange, she came running up to us wanting to play and lick us all over. This had my cousin and I laughing at her playful antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, my aunt says that our Cat floop is going blind. She bevieves its form the really bad ear infection he had a while ago and still has. It's time to let him go, his part blind, part deaf and going on 17. She reckons that we'll have to put him down within the next two weeks.</content>
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    <title>Back in black....hmmm I was wearing black?</title>
    <published>2005-05-19T03:26:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-19T03:26:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well my last couple of days have been a bit shakey. I've been though some stuff that screwed with my brian, if your on my friends list you'll know the full details and it means I turst you guys enough to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm ok, things are back on track and I have plety of Homework to keep my busy, I just thought I'd drop you all a line!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dracona_fin:42133</id>
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    <title>for later - please ignore</title>
    <published>2005-05-08T23:57:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-08T23:57:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chapter Three- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::: Illuminas Wrath ::: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Illummiaism ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illummina smiled as the higher Sythain finished his report. It seemed the battle on Earth was progressing well. The higher Sythain in front of her was known as Romuas the recruiter, apparently one of his understudies had gotten Tamus and Kxera of Earth’s Fugitive unit to join the Zenith. Unusual, she thought, Tamus was a Zenith, but a Terian joining them. Perhaps they had plans of their own; Illummina would keep Romuas, on them, to watch. With a wave of her hand she dismissed Romuas, he was to return to his duties, to watch these new recruits, Tamus and Kxera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Sythian approached, this time with news from Sythra, of the Turning. The details were vague as Sythra was on Earth and didn’t give the report herself. However the news was good, Syhra had located the Asim and would proceed according to pervious orders. Good news indeed Illummina thought, things where beginning to turn in her favor, this planet was hers, as the 807 before it. The war too she thought, with the Asim on her side she could no longer face defeat, Asim was hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that smile of soon to be victory on her face Illummina stood. There where things to be done, she turned to a group of fifteen higher Sythian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you found the Seven Loyalists yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demand cut through the air like a knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence greeted her, she surged with her power, the power of Illummina, the dark aura wrapped around her and she waved a hand at the group. The energy from the aura ripped them apart. The blood of the group flew upwards and over the wall behind them. Their bodies fell to the floor, they’d been slit in half and their internal organs burnt. Illummina turned to face another group of regular Sythains. With an other wave over her hand they changed into higher Sythains, the same way Sythra had before them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the Loyalists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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