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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 11:36:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ten minutes of your time for my thesis?</title>
  <author>noctuabunda</author>
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  <description>Dear fanfic authors,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all I’m sorry if OT posting isn’t allowed in this community, but there’s no other way for me to do this; just delete this if it isn’t appropriate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a fanfic reader and occasional fanfic writer myself, so what did I pick for my thesis in communication sciences? Fan Fiction, of course. I designed a survey to find out more about our writing habits and media use; it takes about 10 minutes to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could &lt;a href=&quot;http://ww3.unipark.de/uc/IN_KUIngolstadt_Metzger_test/b8f8/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; go here &lt;/a&gt; and fill it out, I’d be forever grateful. Of course I’ll publish some of the results at my journal in about a month or two, so you’ll know what happened with your answers. &lt;br /&gt;The survey is completely anonymous; I have no way of finding out who gave which answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please help a fellow fan out. It’s only ten minutes for you; it’s a very important part of my work for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been cross-posted like crazy, and I&apos;m sorry for spamming you guys, I&apos;m just a little desperate, too.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 04:33:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Promo</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 05:32:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Promo</title>
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  <description>Promo for Comunity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h101/Lemonpixie/Ultimatexbeauty/memberuxb.jpg&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;ultimatexbeauty&quot; lj:user=&quot;ultimatexbeauty&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://ultimatexbeauty.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=926&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://ultimatexbeauty.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;ultimatexbeauty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 21:24:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Promo</title>
  <author>shortestangel</author>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993366&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;This is a community I&apos;m a part of that a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; You should check it out :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/subterraneanhip/profile&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v228/ShortestAngel/subhippixigrl_11-1.png&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 04:12:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>angexaime</author>
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  <description>Hello. I&apos;m new here. From what I&apos;m getting out of this (after reading the info and some other posts) this is a place where people stressed out or just PISSED can post. Well, I want to add to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clears out throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m 18. My name is Jes. I&apos;m overweight, but happy. I&apos;ve never had a boyfriend which doesn&apos;t bother me at all. Those are just a few things that make me upset. It&apos;s not about how I feel. It&apos;s about how everyone else feels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 18. I started smoking. My parents won&apos;t accept it. Even though they did it when they were 12 and younger. Do I want to quit? Sure. Am? Who knows? I&apos;m such a good kid that I don&apos;t smoke in front of anyone. Not even my friends that do it. I didn&apos;t just start to start. I started because I was stressed out when my Uncle passed away and I was curious. My parents quit for a year and started at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m 18 years old. I think I&apos;m pretty capible of making up my own mind. I don&apos;t need the folks running around telling me what I &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; be doing. I know what I should be doing and I&apos;m doing it the best way I know how. Slow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is starting in September. But, because the financial aid office is always busy, I never get on to talk to my advisor. So, that means automatically...it&apos;s my fault. If I don&apos;t go to school, I never will. According to my parents, my family, friends, and the rest of the fucking world. Well, news flash to you all...I CAN DO IT! It might be hard, but I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to complain about the friends I have. Most of them I love. Though, Most of them I hate. My friend Bruce is one of them. He&apos;s gay. Is that a problem? No. Not at all. The problem is, he&apos;s a good looking gay guy who could have any girl he wants and knows it so he leads them on and then tells them &quot;Sorry, Sweetie. I like cock.&quot;. He breaks their heart, then I have to hear about it. Because, according to him, it wasn&apos;t his fault. The girl was the one who couldn&apos;t take the hints. Well, WOAH! Maybe if you&apos;d stop flirting with them, they wouldn&apos;t think anything of you. But, that&apos;s not a good thing. He has to have people think of him. That way, when he needs something, he can get it. Well, this is my story: Sunday we were supposed to go out for breakfast before I left to go see my cousin (who lives 2 hours away and wasn&apos;t sure when she was leaving for sure). Our plan was to go out at 10. That way, he could go and get something to eat before work and spend time with his &quot;best friend&quot;. Sound bad? Nahhh. Not yet. If you knew me, you&apos;d know I HATE HATE HATE last minute plans. Or, plans that are set at a specific time and then get changed to fit the OTHER persons schedule. Sorry, off track. Anyway, I called his house at 10 am. He wasn&apos;t even awake yet. So, I talked to his boyfriend while he was driving to work and stuff. Bruce had JUST jumped in the shower when he left. Which was about 11:00. Well, at about 11:30 Bruce comes to my house and asks me if I&apos;m ready. I say I am. We walk out to his car, and he he&apos;s like &quot;Here&apos;s the plan&quot;. I just sat there trying not to be pissed off. &quot;We&apos;ll go to the New York Deli, get take out and eat at my work until 1. Then I&apos;ll take you home when Kyle comes in.&quot; That was it. I lost it. I got out of his car. Looked at him. Told him I was sick and tired of his last minute bullshit and slammed the door in his face. Haven&apos;t spoken to him since. But, this is the thing. I called one of his friends today (just to ask her were his boyfriend was because I have his library books at my house and they&apos;re 3 weeks late) and I found out that Bruce was telling a whole different story. I won&apos;t get into that story, but it was stupid. *sigh* That really hurt me like you have no idea. He and I used to be like brother and sister. We did everything together. Then, he got hot and I accepted that. He was Mr. Popular. He still spoke to me we hung out. It was good. Then, last summer we had a fight and I could have stopped talking to him then. But, he made me feel bad. So, I forgave him. The reason I wanted to go to breakfast with him was because we never hang out one on one anymore. So, I thought this would be good. Sit down at a resturaunt, catch up, laugh. NOT at his work where I have to hid in the back room so he doesn&apos;t get fired and so I can eat by myself. Am I wrong to be mad?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2005 12:53:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>First rant.</title>
  <author>ghost_of_u_27</author>
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  <description>So my mum and dad are having a fucking fight over something or other, and I get woken up by someone slamming the kitchen door, which pisses me off. My sister apparently heard it too. So we&apos;re sitting in the living room, and I off-handledly mention it to my mum, who starts joking about it with me and my sister. It&apos;s all well and good and I&apos;m thinking &quot;it&apos;s good that I can say that it annoyed me, then hopefully it won&apos;t happen again.&quot; The she starts slagging off my dad, and me and my sister (who&apos;s only 11 by the way) just roll our eyes and walk out, a kind of &quot;heard it all before&quot; and she gets fucking pissed that we won&apos;t slag off my dad with her. Now we&apos;re being given the silent treatment, snide comments etc &quot;I want some respect in this house&quot; NEWSFLASH YOU FUCKING BITCH, RESPECT HAS TO BE EARNED AND SENDING ME TO UNI IN TEARS WILL NOT EARN MY FUCKING RESPECT! So she&apos;s fucking immature, and that&apos;s my fault. FUCK YOU I&apos;M FUCKING 18 YEARS OLD, YOU CAN&apos;T CONTROL ME ANYMORE! I earn my own fucking money, I buy my own clothes, my own uni books (some of which cost like £60 per book), I get into my own debt because I have no contribution from you. All I do in my house is sleep and use the internet. I don&apos;t even have dinner there, I either go to my boyfriend&apos;s or I buy a big lunch at uni and starve for the rest of the day. I&apos;m fucking sick of this. You keep telling me I&apos;m not a kid anymore, so don&apos;t treat me like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2005 02:46:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>eastflyingfaith</author>
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  <description>i hate it all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2005 23:29:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>tipsy_armadillo</author>
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&lt;p&gt;My first bitch. Well, if I were to put all of the things I&apos;m P.O&apos;ed about on here I&apos;d probably be at it for a month.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I live in a really small town and people are always calling my parents and telling them my every move, everyone&apos;s nosy around here and they don&apos;t know how to shut up. The thing that&apos;s been bothering me most lately is that one of my teachers (a real bitch) called my mom and they got to talking about me. She ended up telling telling her that I was a poor student, I was to laid back and wanted everyone to do my work for me, and that I had no ambition and didn&apos;t have what it took to go to college. This is the same teacher that (to my face) was always saying how good my work was and that I was very talented ect ect.&amp;nbsp; I hate people like that...especially since I got a B in her class and just got accepted into college, so what the hell does she know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2005 16:35:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my cup is half empty</title>
  <author>lamoursuce</author>
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  <description>okay well this is my first little rant, so stay with me here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!! why is it that people who claim to care about you the most are the ones to kake you feel like crap!? my whole family is sooooooooo stupid! everything i do upsets someone and it&apos;s not cool! like last night my mom got upset at me because i was running a litte late, so the whole car ride there i got a lecture about how i am so irresponsible and how i dont care about anyone about myself and blah blah blah, and so when she came and picked me up, she was still mad! so i didn&apos;t say anything to here in fear of being lectured again, and when we get home she sas stupid little random comments like &quot;don;t ask me for anything ever again&quot; or &quot;don&apos;t speak to, act like i don&apos;t exist&quot; and i was like fine, whatever, and then she turns off the show i&apos;m watching (which i watch every wednesday night at 10 30 because it is one of my favorite shows) and says &quot;fuck you, you bitch&quot; and walks away! i mean, i dont get it! people suck. one minute they are crying over you and telling you that they love you and buying you hings and taking you places, and the next minute they hate your guts. i wish people would choose a mood and stick with it! uuugggghhhh this sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thanks for listening, i know it wasn;t as bad as some of your problems on here, but this stuff really bothers me*</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">underoath - when the sun sleeps</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2005 02:39:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sort-of Promo</title>
  <author>shortestangel</author>
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  <description>I&apos;ll say right away that if this doen&apos;t belong, feel free to delete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently developed a community and I&apos;m advertising it.  It&apos;s not a rating community or anything like that, it&apos;s an advice community.  You can ask questions about ANYTHING and give advice to others. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;ask_everything&quot; lj:user=&quot;ask_everything&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://ask-everything.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=926&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://ask-everything.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;ask_everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;shortestangel&quot; lj:user=&quot;shortestangel&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://shortestangel.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=926&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://shortestangel.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;shortestangel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this has been x-posted in a number of communities*</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2004 19:54:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>i_am_deeders</author>
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  <description>Hello. My name is Dee. I would like to bitch. This seems like a good place doesn&apos;t it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire household is fucked. I am bisexual. My mom and dad are pretty anti-homosexual. So I am trying to talk to my Mother about my lifestyle choices and she starts yammering about how they focus too much on Gay Rights on the news (such as CNN... which I have noticed is indeed corrupted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I start saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Would you be upset if one of us liked girls&quot; (refering to myself and my sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she fucking says, &quot;Why? Your not a [insert crude lesbian slang here] are you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her the finger and walked out of the room. She didn&apos;t even punish me or act like she noticed. (Some sign of anguish that was!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parents&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we have it. My first bitch in this community. I will definitely make more if I don&apos;t mysteriously turn 18 tomarrow and move to California (New York is cool.. Cali is cooler.)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2004 09:31:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;over_your_heads&quot; lj:user=&quot;over_your_heads&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://over-your-heads.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=926&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://over-your-heads.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;over_your_heads&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; C&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;ome join the&amp;nbsp;brand new&amp;nbsp;Anti-Dumbass community. We welcome, your rants, your raves, your bitching and your hating, even totally random stuff. This is also a rating community, but the first 5 or 10 people to join will not be rejected. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Come join!~*~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2004 18:03:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>shortestangel</author>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;The first ten people to&amp;nbsp;join are automatically accepted!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2004 21:37:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Screaming Silently</title>
  <author>shortestangel</author>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;My bitch right now is about how unfair it is in my family.&amp;nbsp; And I know probably about 85% of you reading this right now is thinking &apos;well, life&apos;s not fair&apos;.&amp;nbsp; Cram it!&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m sick of people who say that.&amp;nbsp; Who made the rule that things shouldn&apos;t be fair?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Anyway, back to my point.&amp;nbsp; When I was younger (about 8-10 years ago) I asked my father why he doesn&apos;t pay me for jobs around the house like some of my other friends get (I didn&apos;t even get an allowance, and never did).&amp;nbsp; He pretty much gave me a lecture about how things done around the house are done because I should want to help out Mom and Dad... blah blah blah!&amp;nbsp; So anyways, I accepted this, it&apos;s not like I was deprived.&amp;nbsp; They gave me money when I needed it or they thought I deserved it.&amp;nbsp; Even when I was struggling with money or trying to find a job, they would not pay me for stuff done around the house.&amp;nbsp; Now here&apos;s my peeve.&amp;nbsp; My little sister (who, by the way, get away with more shit than I would now) was offered, OFFERED!!!, by my Dad a few weeks ago to be paid for painting things around the yard for him.&amp;nbsp; Tell me that&apos;s not fair!&amp;nbsp; The injustice of it all!&amp;nbsp; I would have been more than happy to paint the fence, garbage box, swing and the hole gd house for that mater if he&apos;d offered to pay me.&amp;nbsp; But no, she gets to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;There is no way, in anybody&apos;s eyes, that that&apos;s fair.&amp;nbsp; That&apos;s my rant, feels good too!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Riot Girl - Good Charlotte</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2004 18:21:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>delete if inappropriate</title>
  <author>nirbhao</author>
  <link>https://bitchism.livejournal.com/5379.html</link>
  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.hrcactioncenter.org/campaign/bush_fma?rk=8pzdHqK1RjXlW&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DO IT NOW!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit the letter so that it sounds like something you would say. Although it does help to have volume, individuality is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2004 20:39:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>shortestangel</author>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;254&quot; src=&quot;https://img75.photobucket.com/albums/v228/ShortestAngel/freaky1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;464&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It&apos;s my community, try it and see if it interests you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Basketcase - Green Day</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jun 2004 11:48:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>request</title>
  <author>nirbhao</author>
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  <description>I have an idea for a project. I need your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/split_the_sky/109333.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;clicky! clicky!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note: feel free to delete this post if you feel it is not appropriately related*</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jun 2004 14:05:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>shortestangel</author>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jun 2004 19:06:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Visit here!</title>
  <author>shortestangel</author>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2004 08:08:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MY MOM</title>
  <author>hope_guides_me</author>
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  <description>I had tried my hardest NOT to bring this to lj but now I&apos;m SO frustrated that I NEED to talk about it some where. *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the whole picture first, my household consists on me, my husband, and our 2 kids. My husband is the only one that works. He makes enough to keep US living in comfort. We&apos;re not rich but we are definitely not needing either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;My mother (who does have any income what-so-ever)lived with us a while back. I&apos;m sure you can imagine the stress that my husband had with there being an extra mouth to feed. It put a LOT of stress on my marriage. I dunno if you can understand but my husband and I were arguing all the time we had both thought about divorce... you know, NOT a good place to be in a marriage. This was all b/c of the stress my mom brought to the house. She thought she could continue to run my life (as she did when I was at home) which also equaled her thinking she could run my house. She would get pissed off and we would fight. My husband had started to dread coming home. Oh and lets not even get onto the subject of sex. Your sex life really dissolves when a parent lives with you. ANYWAYS, I finally told my mom that she was causing a LOT of stress and that the stress was destroying my marriage. She ran off and moved in with my aunt (her sister). She&apos;s been living there for about 6 or 7 months. She still has no income, except for $100 a month that my brother (who is stationed in Germany... US ARMY) sends to keep her supplied with her medication and cigarettes. My mom is the world&apos;s best at guilt trips. If you&apos;re not making her happy she will try to make you feel guilty about anything she can. For the first 4 or 5 months of my mom living with my aunt she called on a daily basis crying and saying she should die (trying to run one of her famous guild trips). I didn&apos;t let them affect me and things have been pretty decent since. Well, the guilt trips have started up again the last 3 or 4 times I&apos;ve talked to my mom she has cried and done the normal &quot;I&apos;m trying to make you feel guilty b/c you&apos;re not giving me what I want&quot; act. Well this morning I found out that my aunt and uncle are getting tired of my mom being there. (I can TOTALLY relate to how they feel.) Well, she calls here thinking she can make me let her live with us again. I don&apos;t want her to live with us. She made our life hard. We can&apos;t afford it and WHY should I work b/c she does&apos;t want to. Things between me and my husband are back to normal. We hardly argue. My life is running pretty smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, who is safely in Germany, needs to come home (which he can do, him and his wife have told me that he can come home to help mom if she needed it) and take care of our mother. See, he knows how she is. He knows how she acts. That&apos;s why he hasn&apos;t rushed home to give her a place to stay. As long as he&apos;s in Germany he can sit there and say how bad me and my aunts (my other aunt wont let my mom live with her either) are and act like he would be SOOOO much better &quot;if he was here&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, now my husband and I found out that we have like $700 worth of extra bills where my mother had used my social security number (behind my back) to get utilities for her and my father (their getting divorced) then they never paid their bills. :O We can&apos;t afford her living here now, more than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I&apos;m gonna stop ranting now... I hope you can understand. Please post anything encouraging that you can think of. I&apos;m gonna try and make some icons and calm down</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2004 19:03:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>COUSIN</title>
  <author>hope_guides_me</author>
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  <description>Hi I&apos;m new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to bitch... it&apos;s one of my best qualities... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first say that I am not against any relationship just because of age... please don&apos;t think that is why I&apos;m so pissed. My husband and I are 8 years apart in age so age is NOT the issue... I just HAVE to bitch SOMEWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I have this cousin... her name is Cassie. She is 16. She has a chance at a REALLY nice future. (As do most 16 year olds.) Cassie and I are VERY close. I would classify her as one of my best friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... my husband and I have this friend... his name is Steven. He is 23. He is a high school drop out. (Not that I think that makes you a bad person... I dropped out of high school and went back and got my GED.) Anyways, he JUST got out of jail a little less than 2 years ago. He is still serving jail time for a DUI that he got about 6 months ago. He&apos;s not a &quot;horrible&quot; person, he&apos;s just not the &quot;best&quot; person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the bitching... Cassie and Steven met at my house... I kinda felt as if they were liking on each other so I made it VERY clear that I would not tolerate a relationship between the two of them. (Not that I&apos;m bossy , which I am, but because I thought my aunt would freak and keep Cassie away from my house... plus, Cassie needs someone that is future inclined.) I was assured by both that I had NOTHING to worry about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Cassie has been VERY busy with soccer and hasn&apos;t been able to come over much. (She&apos;s a goalie on her high school team.) Steven hasn&apos;t been coming over either... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie called me all excited about going to her junior prom. You know, told me about her dress and everything. WELL... the other day I found out that Steven took Cassie to her junior prom and that they are now dating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit... I am EXTREMELY pissed at Steven for pursuing a relationship with my 16 year old cousin AND I&apos;m concerned that he will hurt her. See, Cassie is a virgin and is planning to wait until marriage... I know Steven... I know that he is NOT gonna wait until marriage before he tries anything with her... he has dated 2 of my best friends in that last 6 months and slept with them both. Now he has moved on to my very innocent 16 year old cousin and it is driving me NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is VERY young and she does NOT know him the way that I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW that age isn&apos;t important. Hell, my husband and I are 8 years apart in age. I just know that Cassie is NOT capable of handling a relationship with a grown man. I also know that Steven is NOT the type of guy (at any age) that she needs to be dating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I KNOW that people can change... but Steven has NOT changed... he still messes with drugs and he still drinks (and drives). I just really don&apos;t think Cassie needs the chance to fall in love with him. Her future is SO bright. Come on, if you&apos;ve ever experienced a &quot;first love&quot; and been hurt you will have to understand what I&apos;m talking about. I mean TRUE &quot;first love&quot; will make you do anything. (EXAMPLE: Skip out on college to get married, have premarital sex which could lead to pregnancy... etc) I&apos;m speaking from PURE PERSONAL EXPERIENCE! I only want to protect Cassie. (Which I also know I have NO control over this situation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I want you to curse and call him a dick and tell me I&apos;m right. LOL JUST KIDDING. I just want someone to understand, or help me understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I know EXACTLY why Cassie is dating him... I would have done the same thing at 16... but at 16 I also gave up on my &quot;save sex for marriage&quot; theme AND I got my heart broken...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2004 22:52:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bitch bitch bitch</title>
  <author>_vallory_</author>
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  <description>My co-workers are so fucking selfish. I&apos;ve been covering shifts for people left and right lately, one person I&apos;ve been covering for&apos;s Dad is in the hospital. She just found out that he has kidney cancer, and he probably isn&apos;t going to make it through the month. I have stepped up and volunteered to cover as many of her shifts as I can, cuz DAMN, that&apos;s fucking rough. However, no one else on the team has really volunteered to do any of these shifts. Yeah, so fucking what if she has to take the month off, I don&apos;t know how the fuck I would cope with my dad dieing, and I would be pretty devestated if I couldn&apos;t spend time with my Dad before he died because my fucking co-workers couldn&apos;t be bothered to help out with my shifts. Can you imagine having to work with that going on? Because this girl has an insane work ethic, she basically said that she&apos;ll work even if her dad dies this month if no one can cover her shifts. So by default, I will probably end up working them all, because we just can&apos;t have that, even if my co-workers would willingly allow it. Bitches.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2004 18:20:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>erishkagel</author>
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  <description>Hi, I&apos;m new. It&apos;s pretty fucking awesome that there&apos;s a community just for bitching, so I&apos;ve joined. xD Just to share the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let&apos;s see. I&apos;ll be brief. There&apos;s this cantonese fob bitch in one of my classes who&apos;s really pissing me off, mostly because she thinks she&apos;s smarter than me because I was born and raised in America, whatever that means. She keeps calling me a &quot;fooker&quot; and gets all angry when I reply by reminding her that Jesus loves her. I&apos;ll be enduring her endless bullshit for 27 more days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People exist to annoy me.</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Otep -- Germ</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Apr 2004 23:07:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Newbie</title>
  <author>__unwilted</author>
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  <description>Hey all, I just found this community last night and immediately had to join. I bitch a lot.. i mean a LOT, and I never have a shortage of crap to bitch about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first bitch is about my moms boyfriend. To sum him up.. LOSER! Hes ugly, stupid, has the worst hairstyle ever invented and has absolutely no clue how to act like a decent human being. He&apos;s selfish, immature, irresponsible, but in his mind, hes the best guy ever. He&apos;s the kind of guy that if youre forced to be around him twice, and you dont tell him to piss off, he&apos;s your best friend. He had a job, didnt pay bills, hated paying child support and whined about paying for a car that wasn&apos;t even his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a few weeks ago he went off the deep end, yelling, screaming, threatening me, etc. So my mom kicked him out. (it was the happiest day of my life). Youd think the BS would be over.. but ohhh no. He immediately starts calling asking for the phone charger for &quot;his&quot; cell phone (nothing is his, he just thinks it is because he uses it), and he starts calling everyone they are friends with. Probably trying to tell them what a bitch my mom is. But noone is buying it. He goes to that city, and nobody will take him in. (gee, wonder why?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s been nothing but demanding since leaving. My mom gives him money for a motel, she packs up all his crap (which he doesnt take 1/4 of), for some ungodly reason takes his phone calls. He repeatedly calls her cell phone, which shes told him over and over and over NOT to do. So instead in a 24 hour period he sends 15 text messages. Where are you? Why arent you answering? can you please call me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we finally get around to shutting off &quot;his&quot; phone, and she asks him to send the phone back to her so she wont have to pay $35 for a new one. What a surprize.. hes broke. Even though she spent $20 to send him his disability check (i didnt mention hes working out of state did i?) and also is asking for her to send him his crap. Which would probably cost a good $100-200 to send. Good god, how can people be THIS stupid?!? I knew he was a big fat giant loser, but why does he insist on constantly proving it!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says to him he&apos;s pissing her off, but it doesn&apos;t seem to do any good. Next time the bastard calls asking to know where she is, im SO hanging up on him. Now if i could only figure out how to block numbers on my cell phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">air conditioner</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2004 22:20:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bitch entry #1</title>
  <author>_vallory_</author>
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  <description>Here is my bitch of the day : People who zap Social Security&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISCLAIMER :&lt;/b&gt; I know there are people out there on social security for psychological disorders who aren&apos;t committing fraud who actually need it. More power to you guys, this little rant is NOT directed at you ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This extremely pisses me off because I see it first hand on both ends. There is a person I know who conned her Psychiatrist (I have no idea how she pulled this off) into thinking she has a serious depression disorder, so she gets a huge stipent from the govt. every month, and doesn&apos;t work. I wouldn&apos;t use that exact terminology, if only she had never admitted to me and everyone else she knows that it&apos;s a total fraud. She freely admits she made the whole thing up, and is &quot;scamming the man.&quot; Unfortunately the Man is not who she&apos;s really scamming.&lt;br /&gt;I work as a caretaker for people with developmental disabilities. Because of our shitty economy, the purse-strings are tight everywhere, especially with government funded programs that are for anything but bitches having babies. Because of this, my clients suffer. Two of them can not get a new wheelchair (which both desperately need.)Another one of my clients is battling with DSHS right now to get the funding to get her teeth fixed. She had a seizure a while back, fell on the hard kitchen floor, and knocked her front row of teeth out. To get crowns for an entire front row of teeth would cost a fortune, but they expect her to pay out of pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a very good friend of mine has fiber mialga and ruemitoid arthritis. She is slowly but surely losing the cartilidge in her bones, as well as the ability to walk and hold things. Needless to say she is losing the ability to work in any capacity. She has applied for disability twice now, both times has been denied. She continues to reapply, but it doesn&apos;t look too likely.&lt;br /&gt;So for these reasons FUCK YOU PEOPLE SCAMMING SOCIAL SECURITY! There is a special place in hell for those who rob from the disabled, fuck over the truely needy, and deny me of any future retirement.</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Sick to Death ~ ATR</media:title>
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