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  <title>We are only here for one more night.</title>
  <subtitle>So scream it like you mean it.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <email>badfairy@gmail.com</email>
    <name>Marlie Loke</name>
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  <updated>2009-07-15T11:17:06Z</updated>
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    <title>Entry eleven: Pain in the-</title>
    <published>2009-07-15T11:17:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-15T11:17:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My butt hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a butt ache &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; a head ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all I have to say, at this time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:bobmarlie:2877</id>
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    <title>Entry ten: Splitting headache...</title>
    <published>2009-06-20T12:35:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-20T12:44:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Gabe]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember when my Dossier said that starting November '08, I would have a lot of frequent migranes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they failed to mention I'd go about 7 months before they came back with a vengence towards the end of June...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened, my visions just...freaked out about an hour ago, which is why I'm awake at 8:30 in the morning on a Saturday. And it's not even like I've been stressed lately, and I didn't see anything important, but they definitely went berserk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate asking this but...do you have any more of those pills you gave me? I think it was called Tramadol or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, than I'll take anything you've got...I just know that worked last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Gabe]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had plans with anyone today, I'm gonna have to cancel them. I don't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll call everyone tomorrow, if I'm feeling better.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:bobmarlie:2804</id>
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    <title>Entry nine: Hibernation begins...now.</title>
    <published>2009-05-20T22:48:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-20T22:48:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just going to stay locked away in my room, and sleep until this year is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, that's pretty pathetic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that wasn't really what I feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already slept for such a long time. I passed out at like....9 last night, and slept until 12 this afternoon, and started crying again as soon as I was awake enough to remember everything that happened. I was just so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to bring everyone down with me, but how am I supposed to keep this a secret? Everyone has more important things to worry about. I'm sure they'll figure out something is wrong when they mention Dan and I start crying, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. This should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;need&lt;/s&gt; want to eat a lot of unhealthy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about greasy, fried things that are dipped in chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:bobmarlie:2378</id>
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    <title>Entry eight: Time for a check up.</title>
    <published>2009-05-11T12:56:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-11T12:56:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we supposed to go back to acting normal, again? Has enough time passed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this. I hate not knowing what I'm supposed to do, or say. I hate that all of this is happening, and to people I care about. I hate that I'm the one who has to watch it happen, even if I'm not there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound so selfish, though. It's just...I have a gift that can be used for good, but...all it's been used for lately is watching my friends die. What a gift, right? Sometimes it seems more like a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God. This is exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Gabe]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there, stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Are you alrig--&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really talked to you in a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Gabe]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that I do not mix well with Vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Or, at least not the amount of it I had on Saturday.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta learn the hard way, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I'm so excited for school to be over. No school means more time to spend doing things I actually &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; to do. I'm sick of writing papers, instead of hanging out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also? Said friends who don't already work with me should definitely stop by my job today, since I'm working 10-6 today.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:bobmarlie:2147</id>
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    <title>Entry seven: Can't be happening...</title>
    <published>2009-05-04T21:04:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-04T21:04:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;s&gt;Someone tell me that what I saw was &lt;i&gt;wrong&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it didn't really happen. &lt;i&gt;Please.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go back to work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:bobmarlie:1859</id>
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    <title>Entry six: Take a cha-cha-cha-chance!</title>
    <published>2009-04-27T12:41:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-27T12:41:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST SAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS A &lt;b&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/b&gt; DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUEEEE!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:bobmarlie:1598</id>
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    <title>Entry five: Britain DOES have talent!</title>
    <published>2009-04-21T21:19:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-23T01:57:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Holy crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=luRmM1J1sfg"&gt;Susan Boyle&lt;/a&gt;, ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone hasn't heard this woman sing before...I feel bad for you. Everyone should go watch her now, because she's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SERIOUS, GO WATCH IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:bobmarlie:1417</id>
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    <title>Entry four: Here comes the bride...soon!</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T19:43:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-23T01:56:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, who else is excited about next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Dan]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still coming to my parents wedding, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds so weird. Like, who else says that? 'My parents wedding'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've never been very good at doing things in the correct order. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Dan]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:bobmarlie:1158</id>
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    <title>Entry three: To-do list. Ho hum.</title>
    <published>2009-03-19T20:20:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-23T01:55:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things I've gotta do, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Finish my English midterm.&lt;br /&gt;- Buy new clothes. Seriously, I feel like I haven't gone shopping in about 8 years...&lt;br /&gt;Alright, maybe it's been 3 months, but STILL.&lt;br /&gt;- Get my dress fitted for the wedding...and be reminded that I'm shaped like a 13 year old boy. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;- Finish my math homework.&lt;br /&gt;- Remind my boss for the millionth time that my name is Marlie, and not Marlene.&lt;br /&gt;- Steal my glitter pen back from Alena. ( Yes, I know you still have it, buttface! xD )&lt;br /&gt;- Get my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;- Hang out with Gabe and Abbey again. I haven't seen either of them in EONS. ( Grr! )&lt;br /&gt;- Change my Myspace song, because having the Sesame Street theme was funny for a while, but now it's making me want to punch something in the face.&lt;br /&gt;- Pick somewhere to go to dinner tonight, because Dan chose last time. I'm so indecisive!&lt;br /&gt;- Do laundry.&lt;br /&gt;- Buy some more pickles for my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;- Buy some more pickles for my &lt;i&gt;Dad&lt;/i&gt;. I think they both need their own jars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm... I'm sure there's more, but I can't think of anything else!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:bobmarlie:768</id>
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    <title>Entry two: Kirby cuteness.</title>
    <published>2009-02-21T08:00:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-23T01:55:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh my Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys remember Kirby? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well, if you do, you should look at this, because it's absolutely adorable. And even if you have no idea who Kirby is, you can not deny the cuteness that is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vgcats.com/comics/images/080218.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it SO CUTE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm easily amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, you should apprecite number 31. xDDD</content>
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    <title>Entry one: Valentines!</title>
    <published>2009-02-15T00:59:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-23T01:54:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Dan]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're totally my Valentine. I thought I'd let you know. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Dan]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...candy hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should really keep an eye on me with those things laying around, because I might slip into a diabetic coma or something after consuming far too many sugary sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pressure or anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's either that, or take them away from me...but that will make me sad. And then Valentine's day will suck.</content>
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